Bus Report #817
Yesterday afternoon on the 2 Clement, a woman got on carrying a plastic bag full of large goldfish.
Hours later, on a late night 38 Geary, a boy with a Betta fish in a plastic cup got on and sat in front of me.
No fish in sight this morning, just Mister Fantastic in a rust-colored plaid jacket, blue basebal cap and his multi-color hightops.
Green camo bag tucked under his arm.
At Church and Duboce he hopped out and ran, oddly, for the N Judah. He swings his arm when he runs, and kicks his legs out to the side a little.
Hours later, on a late night 38 Geary, a boy with a Betta fish in a plastic cup got on and sat in front of me.
No fish in sight this morning, just Mister Fantastic in a rust-colored plaid jacket, blue basebal cap and his multi-color hightops.
Green camo bag tucked under his arm.
At Church and Duboce he hopped out and ran, oddly, for the N Judah. He swings his arm when he runs, and kicks his legs out to the side a little.
posted by Rachel at 11:07 AM
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