For pretty much the first time in nearly two years, I’ve had occasion to use the D.C. Metro system twice this week. Once, yesterday, for a meet-up, and this afternoon for a Christmas happy hour. I could drive, but I dislike driving in the city, and the Metro, for now, costs me nothing—I’ve got nearly $80 stranded on my fare card from the pre-pandemic da…
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