'If I were you...'

At a busy New York City intersection,

one evening, a car stops at a red light. A yellow taxi, right behind stops

also. A frail old lady with a cane steps off the curb and begins to hobble

across the street.

As she reaches a point midway between the car's glaring headlights, the

traffic light turns from red to green. Immediately, the taxi driver leans

on his horn. The driver of the car in front shuts off his engine, removes

the key from the ignition, gets out of his car and walks

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