Tonight on the way home from the office (ungodly hour, dial a car home), the driver slowed down all of a sudden going down Second Avenue. There was a young woman standing in the middle of the street, half smiling and looking dazed. Was she drunk? Ill?
All the cars stopped and honked at her to move out of the middle of traffic (heavy traffic, at that, fortunately. It was slower).
Eventually she made it to the other side. I wanted to hang out at the window and yell to her, but there wasn't time before traffic started moving again.
I hope she got home OK.