Imagine if an intersection was shut down for 3 weeks, or maybe 3 decades. Every night, it threw the best party you’ve ever attended in your life. Instead of being a place where you commute every morning and think about how cool it would be to quit, that intersection becomes the place you meet your best friends, or make the happiest memories of your life.

Cars and roads don’t just kill and maim us. Their psychic operation on us makes it impossible for us to dream.

It led to the invention of these hard rubber dots that were meant to stop donut-doers. They don't work though...

https://www.nbclosangeles.com/news/local/those-newly-install...