GPS FOR THE SOUL
As I hurried back to my car, I expected the wrath of DMV rush hour commuters (there's no wrath quite like it) to descend upon me in a fury of honks and expletives -- or worse! But to my surprise, there was absolute silence. Every car that passed slowly by rolled down their window to say "thank you", or give a silent thumbs up.
Do you have info to share with HuffPost reporters? Here’s how.
Bringing Beauty Back: Robinson and Shackelford Show What Chicago Can Still Be in "Urban Pointe Shoes"