I’m Brazilian and my strongest memory relating to a roundabout was when me and my family were walking near my grandparent’s house. My little brother asked what the circle in the ground was and my dad explained the concept of a roundabout, “you’re supposed to go around it, so the road is more organized, look, there’s a car coming, you’ll see how it works” and that car just. Fucking ran over it. Dude just went forward like the road was straight. We never saw anyone do that again and I’m still not over it
no writing workshop can help you improve your writing as much as this screenshot can
Incidentally whenever someone claims that maybe my immortal was genuine and not a troll fic, this is the section I point them at.
This is too well paced as a joke, and something that doesn’t happen the same way in any other conversation in the story, to be anything but a troll imo.
