True Confessions of a Slacker In Boston, my commute to work was fairly simple. I woke up, got ready, stepped out the door and took 15-minutes to get to work. The city was small, and if I happened to be late, I couldn’t use the excuse “I hit a lot of traffic”. Also I am a lazy person, so by winters time, my “sick” days were spent. One winter’s morning after a big snowstorm...
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