Sitting here on my 10th floor work-perch, I can hear the whistles of the downtown DC Traffic Enforcement Officers (TEOs). Recruited from the DC parking police, they stand at key traffic intersections during rush hour and direct traffic. Or they should.

As a cyclist, mimicking the apparently hated bicycle couriers, I don

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Wayan Vota

Married, mortgaged, and soon to be a father, Wayan Vota is in the fast lane to mid-life respectability – until the day his brood finds his intimate journal of global traveling and curses him with the ever-eternal reply “I’m gonna be just like you, Dad!”