Gather ’round, my dear readers, for a tale about the nest artery – not the ones that make your heart thump-thump, but the highway that runs through increasingly dense residential neighborhoods. Construction has been rampant like a teenager’s acne, and we’re here to break it down for you.

Picture this: rush hour at the southwest corner of Atlantic and Hicks Street. Cars and trucks are zooming around like they just stole a case of Red Bull. They’re aggressively turning left from Hicks, even cramming into three lanes, just to make their way onto Atlantic’s one-lane entrance ramp to the Brooklyn Queens Expressway. It’s like watching a live-action game of Tetris, except we’re the blocks and the trucks are the players.

Our trusty guide, Mr. Orcutt, is pointing out the obvious: there’s a whole lot of big trucks that aren’t legally allowed to pass through certain streets in the city. It’s like watching a giraffe try to fit through a doggy door. But here’s the kicker – there’s also a whole lot of dining sheds, working to obscure drivers and pedestrians from one another. It’s like playing a game of peek-a-boo, except instead of hands, we have trucks and instead of eyes, we have confusion.

Serious News: nytimes