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Confused Taxi

I just landed in Atlanta, Georgia in time for a massive downpour. Got in a taxi and told him my hotel and as we pulled away he said OK and handed me his GPS to program. I’ve never experienced that before!
Thankfully I had the address with me (always be prepared) and figured out how his GPS worked, which had UK terms on it, not American. I wonder how he got his hands on it, but as long as I make it to the hotel I won’t care (I’m in the taxi as I type this).

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