If you’ve driven a car the past few weeks, you’ve hit a pothole or ten. Every year, we know they’re coming, and yet we’re still dumbfounded by their sheer number and capacity for destruction. And, we wonder, why does this go on? I mean, we have driverless cars, but every spring our roads still crumble like stale cake. The best we can manage, it seems, is a mad scramble of patching, little more than a blitz of damage control.
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