Bus Report #717

Rode past that house on Fillmore again last night. The bus stopped at the light and I snuck a peek at the window, looking for the dark-haired, bearded guy who always seems to be there.
And he was there, standing in the center of the frame, still for a moment like a video on pause.
I watched him until we started moving again - less than a second, I think - and then he turned away from the window and disappeared.