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I’ve written many times about the Intersection of Death near my apartment building. I wasn’t around to witness it, but it looks like yet another victim hath been claimed. Really, I should just call it the Intersection of Unfortunate Fender Benders and T-Bones, as no one’s died, to my knowledge. Alas, Intersection of Death sounds much more interesting and ominious.

10 of 365
10 of 365

In case you can’t tell, those are smashed bits of a bumper there.

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