After stopping by the local Chinese restaurant to pick up dinner and buying several tomatoes from a vendor by the bus stop, I jump on one of the buses, pay the busman, and settle into a seat. You should understand the buses are not really buses at all, but full size vans painted brightly, constantly blaring the same overplayed song that has been popular for the last two months. I take a seat by the sliding door. Soon afterwards, I greet Ethel (who I have sat next to on the bus several times before) and help her to her seat beside me. Then I help her make the correct change for the bus ride and hand it forward to the driver. After listening to the same song play all the way through once and begin
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