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Red lights

I had an idea yesterday waiting at a red light with absolutely no traffic coming from any direction. Let's go back to four way stops. When I first moved to Corona, I couldn't believe that there were double lane 4 ways, but traffic moved quickly and smoothly. Installing the red lights has created traffic snarls, wasted time and gasoline and ups my ire every time I have to wait for no good reason.

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  1. AlanOctober 29, 2009 at 8:11 AM

    This is one idea I would run to. Sometimes I think municipalities spend money because have it. "Use it or lose it" mentality without consideratin of whether it makes sense or not.

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