In the afternoon, we head out (via taxi) to the “big mall”. The taxi stalls at a curve and the engine refuses at first to start up again. A friendly passer-by helps push it back so that the driver can let it roll down the hill and jump-start it that way. He seems to also run a red light later on, which Stuart and I assume is because he's afraid the
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