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I remember the time as a young 17 year old buck me a few friends went into the Ritz in NYC to see a band. I drove. At some point during the concert I reached into my pockets expecting to feel my car keys. They weren't there and I inwardly panicked. How the hell am I going to find my keys in this concert? How the hell am I going to get home? Car towed!
Then I remembered that I parked my car in a garage. They had the keys.
I'm going to see a band tonight but hope to find on-street parking.