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A childhood belief about traffic lights

when i was a little kid, i used to believe that there was someone controlling stoplights. like, a little man in a big room full of buttons and litghts and cameras. it just made sense to me, because as soon as there got to be a lot of cars on the side of the road where i was sitting, the light turned from red to green, and we could go. i was so convinced, that sometimes, i would even wave at the stoplights, just to see what would happen. and silly me, if the light turned right after that, i thought it was all about me.

— anonymous

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