by Thuận Ân
There is a hack for the lazy to cross the intersection or roundabout and find a car/bike blocking the flow to shadow for a shield at worst die in a cluster.
Cutting through alleys is an hallucination because you only waste time due to going further but the freedom and control and self-expression and localism set your dopamine ablaze.
Passing shamans/monks/statues of christ with tarps spilling onto the roadway and coffins lower your eyes to offer respectful condolences and be careful not to crash into them;
seeing a sign asking to yield for funeral rites you can run it if it is a car alley but will be judged if you wedge through a motorbike alley.
Obeying the law will help you save millions and labor and time getting the license and spit begging and brings the gloating of innocence even when seeing police.
Accidents will come from all manner of iron and steel but the root cause is only one which is your fellow species so do not blame them or blame yourself but demand compensation;
in an unfortunate event try to assess if the fault is yours then stay and help but if they are feigning injury just leave.
Life and death are fated but driving safely gives us the feeling of luck in our hands so bet your life in the smartest way possible.
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Nguyễn Thuận Ân (writing as Thuận Ân) is a software quality control engineer based in Ho Chi Minh City, Vietnam. His English-language fiction debuted in Bluestem Magazine, with additional fiction in Cream City Review. His poetry debut is in Another Chicago Magazine, with additional poetry forthcoming in Diode Poetry Journal.
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