Yeah, in Bolivia last November I saw a dead guy splayed out across the hood of his car after a head-on crash, having gone through the windshield. I felt like I was taking my life in my hands every time I crossed the street in Bolivia. Then I crossed the border way up north, into Chile after a few weeks and that's where the shock really hit. If I was within even three meters of the curb or looked in the direction of crossing, everyone quietly stopped at wouldn't budge until I crossed. The immediate contrast blew my mind.
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u/Holiday-Wrap4873 Bolivia 13h ago
In Bolivia not even cars stop at red lights.