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Tuesday 20 February 2018

Bus Ride

She pressed the button to alert the driver of her intent to alight and stood up.
The bus roared past her stop before she had made it all the way down the aisle.
"Hey, that was my stop," she complained.
The driver was slumped over the wheel, his foot firmly on the accelerator.
The parked car by the side of the road suddenly started to look very big indeed.


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