Image: Dave Manigault
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Speed cameras from outer space clocked me on my way to the Giants over on 33rd. A few miles over the limit guarantees an $80 ticket and you're guilty without court because computers don't lie—even the ones that aren't calibrated correctly.Light trash and hacks with ancient flip-phones are always scattered across the front of this semi-gentrified market. Hacks are unlicensed cabbies in Baltimore looking to make $5 off of a ride and semi gentrified means a mix of baby-mothers, Hopkins students, cliché yuppies in boat shoes, city workers and me. I dapped the hacks I know and entered the market.The digital divide is real. Getting a job without the internet is like running through the jungle naked and not getting bit by a mosquito.
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