Rather than dealing with people on Biscayne Boulevard who don’t know how to merge, I chose to go down NW 36th Street. As I was reaching the light at NW 5th Avenue, the dude in front of me slammed on the brakes. After holding back a few expletives and regaining my composure. I looked over to my left and saw this piece on the side of a mechanic’s shop. -- Elvis Ramirez
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