Well, there it is. Copley in all its 6:30pm glory. It can be a little nerve-wracking here, especially if you're in the mind of not taking any guff from cars and plunging right into the middle of things. This can be a tough light to blow, as well; four lanes accross with a feeder from a Mass Pike off-ramp/Hintington Ave off to the right. I was dressed head to toe in bright yellow tonight. I felt invicible. I felt ridiculous. I felt dry. Good thing is that the temp is somewhat balmy. This date last year according to my blog was 10 degrees. Today it was around 40.
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