A New York cabbie on French numbering

18 May

At a certain stage in our passage through life’s rich tapestry, we get to realise a few things. One, everybody’s nuts. (Most of us can more or less feign sanity till we get home to our nearest and so called dearest. Some don’t even manage that.)

Two, if we travel, we see that the madness, though universal, finds culturally specific forms of expression.

Three, a particularly French form is to complicate everything, as this NYC cabbie has discovered …

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