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The traffic light has been red for three minutes. You haven't moved. Not because you're waiting - because you're thinking. About the fact that nothing bad will happen if you go. Nothing bad happens. Ever. Not to you. The city hums around you, indifferent and open. People pass without suspicion. Rules exist on paper, nowhere else. Every door, every room, every moment is just a question you're allowed to answer however you want. The only thing left is deciding what you actually want to do with that.