I can see cars, but never the people inside them, so if someone makes hand motions or other signs from the driver's seat, that communication does not reach me. Tonight I stood on a corner motioning for a car to go, but it wouldn't move. I waved my hands vigorously like a traffic cop, and then amped it up into curtsies and bows, eventually genuflecting gestures that conjured a virtual street-wide red carpet for this car to drive upon. What was the driver doing? I have no idea. The car did nothing. In fact, I'm still standing on that freezing curb, waiting for the car to go.
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