I should have been a quartet of furry paws / Scuttling across boughs of silent trees.
Grimace drove the bus today. Grimace is a fortysomething black woman with bright purple hair. She is always friendly, and she doesn't slow for yellow lights. This morning, the sun made her hair shine; she looked oddly happy to be driving the bus. Some other time, you'll get more stories of CTA passengers: Grizzle, the Aging Punk Rocker; Insurance Prevert; Man Who Rides The Bus For One Block; Jock Reader, the Bus Chum; Fraulein Cellphone; and many, so very many more.
Grimace drove the bus today. Grimace is a fortysomething black woman with bright purple hair. She is always friendly, and she doesn't slow for yellow lights. This morning, the sun made her hair shine; she looked oddly happy to be driving the bus. Some other time, you'll get more stories of CTA passengers: Grizzle, the Aging Punk Rocker; Insurance Prevert; Man Who Rides The Bus For One Block; Jock Reader, the Bus Chum; Fraulein Cellphone; and many, so very many more.
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