There they are seated all around....
The many needing dental attention....
The one blowing snot from his nostrils sitting across from the pretty prim one.....
That appears to be a lovely watch you have on Dear....
Eating fried Chicken... From
The dirty curb...
Waiting....
Those the mainly unwanted ones...for whatever reasons.... Destination bound...
The patina...of their souls... Bleeding... Out....
The smell of alcohol wafts through the bus...
Off comes the cap to the fresh addition...
Fireball Cinnamon Whisky....
He feels relieved soon... A wave comes across his face... Contentment
The driver bellows ...
Next stop.... Mangrove Ma Ma's
I don't like my green shirt ...
I feel uncomfortable...
I throw it away...
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