We're going nowhere," Joan said grimly. Traffic on the narrow street was at a complete standstill. A chill settled in Sophie's stomach: it was the appalling fear that her brother was going to die." Sidewalk," Nicholas said decisively. "Take it."" But the pedestrians—""Can get out of the way. Use your horn.
— Michael Scott
The Magician
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