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Read the text and for each item choose the alternative that best fits the context. (9 p.)
I firstly realised that owning a car in a city is slightly demented when a friend in Manhattan
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me her Upper West Side apartment for a month. When I arrived, I discovered the catch for her seeming generosity – the keys to her Jeep Cherokee and a breezy request to “look after it”,
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with “Please move it for street cleaning after five pm today”.
It took two parking tickets in week one to learn that parking, certainly in New York, is way more onerous than pet
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Ticket one was for not moving it; number two, seven days later, for moving it – to a lovely but forbidden spot by a fire hydrant.
The endlessly tedious West 76th Street experience
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me to sell my old Saab before heading to the US for a few months last year.
Even though you’re legally parked in my borough, the council can move your car whenever they fancy it, charge £200
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the helpful tow-away, and then £40-a-day storage. But now I’m back for a while at what is nominally home, I thought I’d buy another car.
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I haven’t, and I’m not sure I will.
Not owning a car is also giving me a feeling, not wholly delusional, that I’m doing something to make cities better, and to put cars to more sensible use. I’m no great friend of the Earth, but is there
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dumber, really, than good machines
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idle ninety-five per cent of the time?
I touched last week on that idea that disruption is overstated, overrated and overhyped. A commenter, TKR,
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, however, that what disruptive tech does marvellously is exploit unemployed resources like our chronically underused cars.
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