The sodium vapour lamp glared at me as I looked out of the window. I felt comfortable in the shadow. It's late in the night; the bus stops, the road is empty and I see one lean man cross the road walking towards us. He is smoking a cigarette. He climbed up the bus and started tossing baggages to the the bus driver standing below. I was amazed by
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No idea what my first memory is. Something to wonder about over some long weekend, perhaps?
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