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Sometimes I get the irrepressible urge to hop on a plane and fly to Seattle. Once again, I could be above ground and fly over downtown, see the Space Needle and Puget Sound like the last time I was there. See the trees. I miss the trees. They are high. They look like nothing we have here. I’d like to see Mount Rainier straight behind I-5 in the background. I’d like to see the road signs. Yield is so much nicer than “cédez le passage” and the idea of a four-way stop just would not work here at all. Too fair. Everybody would...
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