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Terminal– For years, my default depiction of Hell, at least Purgatory, was Port Authority, where buses slump, after a schlep through the tunnel, into unwalled stalls, exhaling exhaust and the exhausted like someone who has no business having hair, letting their hair down– But, of late I can no longer think of the place as quite so damned. This is not because buses are now banned from idling as…

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