Now that I live in New York City, I meet people who have never owned a car. EVER.

Those people are crazy.

I grew up in a rural New Jersey town known more for its buffalo farms and hot air balloon festivals than any semblance of urban life, and I never realized how "rustic" my upbringing was until I left. I attended a large regional high school and lived at the furthest end of the district. I had friends who lived an hour away, and a mom who was never particularly thrilled when I asked for a ride to one of those friends' houses. So it's always shocking to me when I meet people who weren't jumping to get their first car as soon as they possibly could.

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