
now with:
- greasy hair
- old fleece jacket
- dirty keds
- cheap jewelry
- no knowledge of how to ride the CTA (i.e. falling over every time the brown line made a turn)
Enjoy me!
a somewhat snarky, sometimes cranky, borderline stalker-y view of the world from my seat on the bus. No offense meant to anyone.. all of these stories are just made up. I really know nothing about you. And I care even less. I love watching the urbanites as they do their daily dance along the train tracks and bus routes...They make me happy. And sleepy.
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