I am known to get a little white-knuckled and superstitious when driving across the Chesapeake Bay Bridge. The rails are low, the shore seems distant, and it’s easy to imagine my car careening off the side and landing with a splash in the waters below. But the idea of paying someone $25 to shuttle me […]
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