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When I was a teenager, I picked another teenager up at an airport in Auburn, Maine because taxi service wasn't available there and I could see he was in a tough situation with no ride. His destination was just a couple blocks from mine.
I've been hitchhiking a few times in Europe with a friend. One guy who picked us up was kind of crazy. He claimed he saw a bee flying and drove off the main road and onto some farmer's dirt road to chase it. A minute later, we were parked in front of a bee hive, looking at the bees. After a few moments talking about how great bees are, we piled back into the car and were back on our way.
I'd never pick anyone up now unless it was obvious they were harmless and were in distress.
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