Man, leaving Gillette after a U2 show really is exactly the kind of nightmare everyone here complained about hours crawling to Route 1, waiting to finally hit 495 or 95, just brutal and totally eats into the post-concert buzz. Honestly feel you even people who planned their exit strategy still got stuck forever. Some folks I know even booked rides with Patriots Limousine just so they didn’t have to sit in that sea of brake lights 
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