Crossing the street

The traffic light on Thames and Costa Rica turns green and the taxi stands still for more than ten seconds. No one honks.

I have to look three times to make sure it’s actually green. Why does the taxi not drive and why do the cars behind him not honk?

In Buenos Aires they always do that. But now they didn’t. Out of nowhere. Unexpectedly. Just like that. There was a window of change. There was an air of patience.

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