Can I Use A Pyrextray Instead Of Baking Tray

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I drive an auto rickshaw in the heavy traffic on a four-lane main street in Delhi. We stopped at a traffic light. Middle of the road someone is sitting on the median strip. An old man with stumps instead of legs. He sees that I see him. Our eyes meet. He crawls into the street, turns green in the middle between the two cars right next to mir.Die traffic lights, drivers on the gas. The old man may be just about back to save the central reservation.