Balada Drive-thru-urilor
The other day I was riding in a taxi on a warm if somewhat overcast spring day. There was some kind of major traffic jam in town and so we were inching along quite slowly. I was in absolutely no hurry and was using the time to ponder on things, as is my wont and usual custom. However the taxi driver himself was apoplectic, repeatedly … Continue reading Balada Drive-thru-urilor
