Crossing together

They were standing at the traffic light. Looking right, then left.

When the green man started flashing, the old man gripped the woman’s limp hand and they picked up their pace across the street. She tried her best to keep up so her companion instinctively slowed down. It never occured to them that traffic would wait for them, because they knew, like everyone else, it rarely does in Shanghai.

June 2010

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