Riding home
the bus from work today, we rounded a blind corner and pulled up at the next
stop, where a young man was being saran wrapped by his - what I hope at least
were - friends to a lightpole.
One passenger next to me looked up from his
Kindle and said
then went back
to his book as if "it" was the most typical thing in the world.No one else on the bus seemed to notice.
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