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Everyday on my way to work, I pass a very busy intersection that delays my commute time for at least five minutes.
This intersection is a cross of a big private school, so scampering school buses and services in the area are very likely. The road to the right leads to our marketplace, and the road opposite that leads to our small district’s very big mall. That’s how busy it is.
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