Our Cars, Ourselves

Wednesday, December 8, 2004

Just before Thanksgiving, I went down to the San Francisco Auto Show, giving up a gorgeous and sunny Sunday afternoon to wander around the cavernous bowels of the Moscone Center. The air was close with that new-car smell, and the hundreds of shiny, shiny cars gleamed as though in some kind of virtual-reality spaceport — like the future was there somewhere, struggling to emerge.

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