Tuesday, March 08, 2011

Bus Report #586

On the sidewalk in front of the entrance to the Fillmore this morning: one stainless steel spoon, face up on the tile.

Hermann Street, near Church: two small speakers in blond wood cases, one large, brown, battered shoe.

16th and San Jose, behind the barbed wire fence: a large pink beanbag pillow with a beige dog's paw sewn on the side.

A few minutes later: I was halfway to work when a 22 Fillmore bus pulled up alongside me. My favorite driver, now on the later shift, flung open the doors just to say good morning to me.
I smiled and waved, and kept walking.


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