The other day I was waiting for a train at North Station and I heard . . . nothing. T-Radio was off the air. Had we been granted a reprieve from the newly dug circle of Hell that commuters had been kicked into? Or was the arch-fiend simply toying with us?
The former, it turns out. Amazing.
Still, I wouldn't be surprised to hear it again in a few weeks as the New and Improved T-Radio, featuring less puerile blather and more fingernails on blackboards!
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