Traffic jam


This is the view from my window as I write this. The crossing is packed, no one is moving. Behind the tree in the center a police van is stuck as well and its driver is now trying to get everyone moving by blaring “instructions” through the speaker. It goes something like this: “Next one, move! The white car over there: go! Numberplate 961, move! Move, I said!” Needless to say, it doesn’t help much…

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