Monday, April 14, 2008

Monday AM

The beautiful summer in spring weekend ended as the fog horns breyed
to warn of the fog barreling into the city and the associated cold.
Though sunny the morning chills to the bone and thus no windows on the
bus have been opened. This is unfortunate as the bus smells like moth
balls and dough. The automated voice of the bus that announces stops,
thouhg not always the correct stops, and the DING of the stop
requested pull are not working so the bus driver announces each stop
and slows down casually only slamming the bus to a stop is he notices
people standing in anticipation.

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