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WWNDD? (or, What Would Normal Drivers Do?)

Pop quiz, hotshots.  You're driving late at night when you approach an intersection.  The traffic lights are flashing.  There are cars on the other three streets at the light.  What is proper traffic etiquette?
The correct answer would be to treat the intersection like a four-way stop.  However, these three drivers apparently missed that question on their drivers' tests.  They were all sitting at the light.  All of them.  Completely stopped.  No waving.  No leaning on the horn.  Staring at each other like they thought that would cause the lights to change.  This wasn't even one of those times where everyone thought the other one would go; I saw these cars nearly a block before I stopped, and when I stopped none of them made a move.  In fact, once I crossed the intersection another car behind me stopped, waited, and crossed the intersection before any of the other cars moved.  Perhaps I stumbled onto some weird new traffic game.  I don't think I'll play this one.

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