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I took a cab last night at 1am from work.

The cabbie hears the destination and comments with his thick faraway accent, “I’ll take you up 10th Ave. Once you get a light, they all turn green.”

“You’re the boss,” I say. “I don’t know traffic at this time.”

As we approach, the street lights lift their red skirts in sync following our rhythm. Like seasoned dancers who have performed the same tune for decades.

I get home in about ten minutes.

Night beauty is a wonderful thing.

Photo credit: ewar woowar

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