Crossing

We’re trying to cross the street. I take one step forward, then jump back as a tuk-tuk nearly runs over my toes. My colleague has gotten halfway across the street. He turns around and sees me continuing to stand on the side of the road. He comes back, grabs my hand and pulls me. “You just have to walk. The cars will not stop.” I simply close my eyes and trust I’ll get to the other side.

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