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Word: cab (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1990-1999
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...question," she told me in a laugh. Besides, she said, the metro doesn't give receipts. Pressing two worn five dollar bills into my hand, she told me to go catch a cab...

Author: By Scott A. Resnick, | Title: The First Time is Always Special | 8/6/1999 | See Source »

...suburban central Connecticut, where I'm from, taxicabs are reserved for special occasions like the seasonal grandmotherly trips to the airport to catch the 6 a.m. flight to West Palm. Even in Cambridge, the few cabs I've taken have been those at the head of a long line of other taxis, all waiting patiently for their next fares. Once, my friends and I were forced to telephone for a cab when the T had stopped running for the night...

Author: By Scott A. Resnick, | Title: The First Time is Always Special | 8/6/1999 | See Source »

...those who couldn't be bothered with the subway. For a college student, they represented the ultimate in frivolous but wonderful luxury, up there with flying first class or getting an hour-long massage--well, almost. Still, what typical undergraduate really has ten bucks to squander on a cab when the exact same trip by metro is one-fifth the cost...

Author: By Scott A. Resnick, | Title: The First Time is Always Special | 8/6/1999 | See Source »

...surprisingly, my first attempt was a relative failure: The arm that I lifted with so much promise would drop quickly back to my side, the victim of what appeared to be an occupied taxi coming near. As the cab whizzed by, I saw that it was indeed empty, my lack of confidence punishable with a fine of a few minutes standing unnecessarily in the smothering D.C. heat...

Author: By Scott A. Resnick, | Title: The First Time is Always Special | 8/6/1999 | See Source »

...first few cars drove by, but then a taxi stopped in the intersection, its turn signal flashing in my direction. Surely enough, the cab pulled up to the corner where I stood. Jumping in, I was greeted by a rush of cooled air and quickly ensconced in the familiar confines of a backseat. I had made it, thankfully...

Author: By Scott A. Resnick, | Title: The First Time is Always Special | 8/6/1999 | See Source »

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