Today I called a taxi, I left the house, I approached the car and the taxi driver played opera music. Serious such, high quality. Sitting down, the driver smoothly turns off the opera, removes the disk (a good audio-sidy, not a compressed mp3) and puts the flash. Includes a quick-chanson and goes. O_O
By chance, I discovered the secret of all the taxi drivers. When no one is there, they listen to classical and opera music, read philosophical treatises and compose poems.
Something is unclean here.