…so you know who it’s all about (and that slot is marked “No Parking”)…
I snapped this on my way into the Keg this morning, between St Michael and St John, after having parked two spaces down. By the time I got back out (all I did was buy a bottle of Dr Pepper!), some genius had parked next to the Mustang and yes, *he* was over the line into my slot. Fortunately, there was no one on the other side of me.
Too bad I wasn’t driving the ’Burb (and didn’t have to head to Felton on the double)…
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