The Knowledge
Chatting with my London cabbie on a longish ride, I was intrigued by how he frequently referred to "the Knowledge". He did so respectfully and reverently, as though it were a sacred catechism he had mastered after years of diligent study. Even though he was speaking, it always sounded as though it came with a capital letter at the beginning. And rightly so, because it is holy writ for London cabbies.
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