the month is "What is Happiness?". He alternates reading with a
furrowed brow and making brief phone calls to yell at someone and
glancing anxiously around the bus over the top of his designer shades.
There is absolutely no sun out.
Captain buddha aside I enjoy the serenity of these early morning bus rides.
No pink sacks, no live animals, no spitting swearing or crowded
streets with suicidal homeless wandering out into traffic. Its quite
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