Rogue critic Mike Sutter goes on a 24-hour restaurant binge in the name of recommending eats to ACL attendees, and along the way finds traffic zen, of a sort: "I'm amazed at just how dead the streets are this time of night. I'm sailing over roads that sap my will to live during the day, which suits my mission. To invoke the Klingons, I'm a running man with a thousand metaphorical throats to cut in one night. I wonder what Klingons do when they're stuck in traffic. Intergalactic road rage." [FedManWalking]
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