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I’m a native Philadelphian. Born in Germantown, adolescence in Mt. Airy, independence in West Philly. For the last 8 or so years, I’ve bounced back and forth between West Philly and center city. I know it sounds blasphemous to your average New-Jerseyite, Californian, Texan, Midwesterner, Southwesterner, suburbanite, rural liver, or pretty much any non-east coast city living North American, but nowhere in any of this did I bother to get my driver’s license.

Until today.

I am now a fully licensed driver. So at this point and in this order I’ve been to a baseball game, lost my virginity, registered to vote, drank a legal beer and gotten my driver’s license. I don’t think I have any youthful rites of passage left. That kind of sucks.