For my first few weeks in Chile, I dug in my fingernails and gripped with all of my white armed might at the idea that every taxi driver in the city knew my itty bitty street, Carlos Montt, sans explanation or direction. That they all could find the way to 5519 Carlos Montt with one eye popped out of the socket and stuffed behind their backs.
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team get awesome boards the funbus (and by funbus i do mean TurBus) at 10:10pm TONIGHT!
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