The bus was crowded this morning but one of my regular bus friends called me back to the back of the bus as there was a seat next to her. "I thought I heard someone calling me," I said. We were chatting about the weekend weather and other things when she brought to my attention an old man with a steak knife next to him. He woke from his nap shortly afterward and put the steak knife into his cargo pant pocket and exited the bus. We looked at each other and wondered....
bus rides = entertainment. Patrick.
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