There was no time for anything except the business of life. S. McLean
Tuesday, April 17, 2012
My Morning (Bus) Ride.
AllTheSnifflesThatFit
UnderMyScarfVille
A little under the weather today, so I took the bus.
And darn it all if there wasn't actually one other person on the completely packed machine who was actually reading a dead-tree version of a newspaper.
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