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While riding a bus to a graduation event my senior year of college, I distinctly remember thinking, “This is my last bus trip ever.” In the brave new world of adulthood, I would, naturally, have no need for long-haul public transportation. If the fancy struck for travel, I’d just toss on my driving scarf and hop into an adorable little car. (That is, of course, if I wasn’t headed to glamorous foreign locales on private jets.)

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