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A childhood belief about traffic lights

When I was a child, and I would ride with my Mom in the car a lot. To the doctors, to the grocery store, etc. When she would stop at a stop light, I would always wonder what was in the stop light box. I used to imagine little tiny men wearing chef hats (why the chef hats, I have no idea), would get into elevators and ride down to the green light and press a button makeing it turn green.

I also thought that when the light turned green and it was an arrow pointing up, that our car was going to magically go flying straight up into the air.

— The Princess Fairy

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