i'd had a long day at work, and the bus was packed. at each stop more people squeezed into the aisle, everyone sweaty and cranky and uncomfortable, trying to ignore the smell of armpit, the lack of breathing room, elbows in sides, crotches in faces. i sat slightly hunched, trying to keep hold of five bulging grocery sacks i'd packed beneath my seat
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hey, the bus i was on at one thirty this morning was pretty awful too. some lady was in a bad mood and started yelling at other passengers, the driver, the whole bus. it was wack
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