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The Car Ride Dichotomy Essay

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"Hi" He said not understanding why the detective still looked at him expectantly. When he realized she didn't actually knew where he lived, he quickly told her his address. He also gave her the opportunity to drop him off wherever she wanted, not knowing how much of a detour the detective would have to make to take him to his place. "It's ok" She said, thinking that it was probably going to be a fast trip because It wasn't too far by car. She started driving, thinking about the best route to arrive as fast as they could to his place. She was well aware of the fact that this was the first time they were together without one of them being order to do so by the captain. It was weird, for sure. An uncomfortable silence filled the car and to …show more content…

"Hey. It's 0.99 cents well spent" Castle defended. "Whatever. I'm choosing the way I think it's best." "Come on, look. It even paints the streets by color. Green is for light traffic, yellow for medium, and red-" He talked as if explaining something to his 4 year-old. "I get it." She interrupted harshly before she was overthrown with the need of slamming his head to the dashboard. Repeatedly. "All I'm saying is that it could help us choose the best street." Castle tried to reason with her. "I'm not trusting that app." "Are you always this distrustful?" "Yes" She answered plainly. "It's a live traffic report." he marked each word "It's practically flawless. Or you'd rather take the other street and end up in a jam with me?" He asked innocently. "Ok, fine. What does the app recommend?" She caved in. "Ha! Just like I said. Broadway its clear of traffic. Taking Bowery would only take longer because it diverts us from my place" He said smugly. "Fine" She hated that he was right, or at least that he thought he was right. Beckett went right and drove a couple of blocks trough 14th street . Then, turn left, this time turning on Broadway street. When they turned, they noticed that the traffic wasn't light... not even medium. Beckett's comparison to hell wasn't that far from the truth. Car horns blaring, all the cars piled on uneven lines, all trying to be as close as possible to the next

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