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More Great Information on Spinning Wheel:
Snow Story (New Yorker)
The trouble began Sunday night. Just as the storm was blowing at its wildest,
I trudged out to buy milk and found two women trying to maneuver a helpless
old-model compact off our Brooklyn street, two-thirds of the way down the
block. Stuck at an angle near a buried fire hydrant, they were pushing and
spinning and getting nowhere, with the smell of burning rubber noxiously sharp
in the cold air. "Do you need some help?" No one ever answers right away,
"Yes, thank you." They're too caught in the immediate distraction of their
trap, too angry or embarrassed or wary. The women, black and in their
thirties, considered the offer of a stranger emerging out of the blizzard. I
explained that we could move the car fifty or sixty feet up the street,
following the tracks of another car that was stuck farther up. "And how is
that going to be helpful?" one of them demanded. My idea was to guide the car
into a row of free parking spaces ahead of mine, but she was right: the tracks
were disappearing in the snow even as we stood talking, and though we ...






