written on a NYC bus stuck in traffic
I should have gotten off at 6th...
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1 comment:
I was supposed to meet Maxine so we could go see a play. I sat in traffic for five minutes between stops. What made it worse was that I gave seriously consideration to getting off and walking an avenue block - which would, of course, been faster.
It's moments like these when I think I need therapy.
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