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During my two years of commuting from Portland to Vancouver for work, I would routinely curse the Interstate Bridge.
Sitting in traffic I would yell out, "Why haven't they built a bigger bridge yet?" I also did my fair share of commuting to work on my bicycle, and on the days I rode over the bridge's tiny pedestrian lane, I would yell out, "When are they going to build a new bridge with more room for cyclists and walkers?"See the full content of this document
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Commentary: Confessions of a Commuter
Now, in my first week as a reporter at the DJC, covering transportation, it is my...
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