By Matthew E. Milliken
July 30, 2015
The other evening, I was driving along a familiar road in New Jersey while on my way to the airport. It was after 9. The sky was dark.
It was a busy road, lined by multistory office buildings on the east side and a large shopping center and other businesses on the right. Two heavily trafficked highways feed into this road’s northern end; just south of this stretch of the road are major exchanges with even busier transportation arteries.
“That car’s lights aren’t on,” I murmured* to my passenger, referring to a boxy red sedan a few cars ahead of us.