Tuesday, January 09, 2007

Bus Report #189

Rode the bus with the handsome South Asian chef, the original chef, and too many students.

I sat next to the steely-face man for a while, until he got off at Duboce. He looks like a catfish, I think.

I slid in against the window and was soon joined by a man who decided to sit with his body as open as possible.
His elbow nudged my side and didn't move.
The length of his thigh pressed against the length of mine.
I couldn't move over any more than I already had, so I just dealt with it.

At Church and Market a Shrek doll sat all by itself on a brick bench.


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