Your kindness is killing me!


Maybe it’s the low speed, or the likelihood of establishing eye contact, but for some reason a 4-way stop seems to turn even the most truculent drivers into the epitome of grace and courtesy.

“After you, little one, I insist!  The day is hot and I am in no rush—please, go ahead!” I imagine them saying, as they emphatically gesture for me to cross in front of them.  

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