Waiting for the break in the traffic light, I suddenly saw the dirty bag of Coke flashing around the corner.

Coke? What is he doing here?

"Master driver, please stop the car!"

"Oh, this is the intersection, you can't get off people!"

The driver muttered a sentence of the current year......

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