Since arriving in Hawaii, I’ve ridden with many strangers. Some strangers are legitimate—coworkers, roommate’s boyfriends—but others are... from craigslist strange.
Example: over phone, a landlord exclaims, “I’m in the area—I’ll drive you to the place!” Two minutes later a shabby car jumps curb. What do I do?
I get in the car.
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