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hey I can see why riding in a taxi to begin with would be a bit of an anxious and scary situation. Hubby and I were taking our taxi in NYC back from the cruise terminal to the airport and he was flying so fast and there were people everywhere who walk right in the middle of a speeding taxi, and cars flying out of every little corner, and I wanted to cover my eyes but I couldnt because if we were going to crash I would want to see it coming! AHH scary!
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