I was on the bus back to college from my hometown when I heard him.
It was 9:30a.m. bus full of tourists, workers, and students headed to the city. He had been in line with who I believed to be his wife or serious partner right behind me as we filed onto the bus. He had been muttering complaints of some sort, but I was ignoring the chatter and focusing on finding a good seat. I got a seat right in front of this grumbling man and his lady, not thinking anything of it when it all sta…
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