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“Filled with asphalt 4/22/13.”
As the Russian proverb says: “Trust, but verify, then arrest,” or something like that, so I drove over to see. Sure enough, the hole wasn’t just filled, but topped off like a cupcake. Almost a speed bump now.
So, what have we learned?
That the folks who fix these things not only have to spend their day spreading something that smells like rancid ocelot musk — they also have to make sure it’s entered in the database that connects to the program that tells Concerned Citizens that their Citizen Concerns have been heard and addressed.
It’s quite a nifty system, really, and a round of applause for everyone who set that up.
Also, the pothole has a name — or number — indicating that there have been 480,414 holes in the street that have been identified. At least on my block.
Add the rest of the city, and the number must be huge.
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