Just for the Record
I rode a bus from North Miami to South Beach yesterday (about an hour), and witnessed nothing worth reporting. In case you worried about of mild interest's on-bus eavesdropping behavior last week.


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2 Comments:
Hey, I think buses are a public enough space that it's not eavesdropping (and that was a very public conversation even for a bus). Come on; you were a suburban-bred teenager in his first undergraduate writing class once, don't tell me you never wrote about what someone on a city bus did.
Full disclosure: I wrote one short story and one poem which involved riding a bus in Pittsburgh during my first year of undergraduate writing workshops.
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