An Age-Old Question

She looked left, then right, then strode purposefully out into the street.

Horns blared as drivers swerved to avoid her.

Oblivious to the mayhem around her, she reached the sidewalk, where she knelt and asked, “No, really, Ms. Chicken. What are you doing on the other side of the road?”

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