A reporter from a local radio station called. His name was Adam. He was doing an expose on the Boston cab industry and wanted some ...
Signs of the times... I do not drink. They operated on my brain. No home. No job. Please help. Offshore fisherman out of work. 4 kids. Whatever you can spare. God bless. Just smile if you can't spare any change. Have a nice day. WE'RE FUCKED!!! Homeless. Hungry. Desperate. Please help...
"I'm not going far," the man said apologetically, giving me the name of a church a little more than a mile away. Short, long distance, it doesn't make a difference to me. You don't get to pick and choose your fares. "How long will it take?" he asked. He had an accent from somewhere el...
I'm in White Plains, New York, a suburb whose only distinction seems to be its proximity to the city. At one time the town may have had some sort of character. Today it seems to be nothing but glass office towers, an enclosed shopping mall, parking garages and gigantic walls of stone....
Like the swallows of Capistrano they have returned, lugging their overstuffed suitcases and footlockers, blocking streets with double-parked moving vans and prompting bursts of loud profanity and blaring horns from the long lines of vehicles trying to get around them. Ahhh... the swee...
A typical shift is 12 hours, but it's not unusual to drive 14, 16, 18 hours or more, especially if you only do it a couple times a week. This may sound pretty rough, but there's practically no limit to what you can do given enough coffee and Red Bull (a beverage I discovered out of ne...
