"LOOK at the lanes!" exclaimed an astonished bystander from a bridge above one of Dhaka's main roads. For a week a miraculous transformation settled upon the motorised anarchy for which the Bangladeshi capital is notorious. The streets were still gridlocked with vehicles, from battered buses and little tuk-tuks to the four-wheel-drives of the elite. Yet beneath the bridge and elsewhere, the traffic crawled in neat, well-behaved lanes. Darting between them, students in high-school uniforms, acting as self-appointed traffic police, checked drivers' licences and even distributed food to those stuck in jams. Dhaka had never seen anything like it.
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