comparisons.

scenario: you cross the street, somewhat oblivious as your nose is 3 inches deep in a hot fudge sundae, but not at the crosswalk, because it is a sunday and there are all of three cars wandering around
in philly: you cross successfully, maybe you step in some pee, perhaps you get honked at, but generally all is well
in kentucky/ohio: you begin to cross, only to discover a broken down junk car is barreling at you, you walk faster, still digging hot fudge out from the crevices in your soggy ice cream cup. when you hit pavement, the car flies by and you are hollered at; "they make crosswalks for a reason you know!" you respond "i'm from philadelphia"

i know, i probably sound like a dairy-enthused annoying tourist type. but honest to joe, there were 12 people to every car on that street. and there were three people.