Originally posted on November 26, 2009.
After getting cursed to drive the magic taxi, Gary knew that he too would eventually have to steal someone's body, just as his had been stolen. He had told himself tonight would be the night, and he had been driving all around looking for fares. Guilt usually got to him, and he didn't buld up the nerve. It was approaching dawn and he picked up a young woman from a bar. She wanted to travel to one of the outer boroughs. After saying, "Have a nice day," he swapped with her and watched the cab drive away before peparing to start his new life...
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