Kevin Carrel Footer

Night City Taxi

When the Argentines Stopped Talking

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When the Argentines Stopped Talking by Kevin Carrel Footer I’m mostly a bus kind of guy – I like the hoi polloi. But I was running late and grabbed a taxi across town. The driver seemed genuinely glad to see me. I soon learned that he was gladder still that I didn’t have a cell…

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2 responses to “When the Argentines Stopped Talking”

  1. Matu Avatar
    Matu

    Wonderful! I mostly enjoy chats with taxi drivers, though sometimes you wish you’d never opened your mouth…jajaj…unpredictable!

  2. Jan Avatar
    Jan

    I love this essay. I am not a native speaker of Spanish, so I enjoy speaking with taxi drivers. In Argentina, I find taxi drivers to be generally both kind and funny, especially about politics. Because I am very clearly a foreigner, I do use my cell to make sure they are not using a carazily circuitous route, but not more. I have believed taxi drivers enjoyed talking with me, so I am glad to know it might actually be true. 🙂