WE SING TO THE LIGHTS…THAT THEY STAY GREEN—OR WILL!
Mostafa arrived at the airport late at night.
He jumped into a Taxi and gave his address to the driver. The driver was an older man with a pleasant attitude. Mostafa stayed quiet and was looking at his phone.
After five minutes, Mostafa noticed that the driver is whispering something. First, he tried to ignore the humming, but after a few times of repetition, Mostafa paid more attention and noticed that the older man is repeating the same sentence. It was very strange. Mostafa asked the driver: “Can I know what have you been repeating for the past ten minutes?”
The older man said: “I’ve been a taxi driver for a long time. I worked from early in the mornings until very late at night; in this crazy traffic. I used to listen to the radio, but now I can’t stand that anymore.
I get bored sometimes and…
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