Among suited commuters and schoolgirls
he raised his arms like a slow wave waiting
then crashed them down to the suitcase on his knee.
“I want some bloody conversation” he said.
The bus fell silent.
Among suited commuters and schoolgirls
he raised his arms like a slow wave waiting
then crashed them down to the suitcase on his knee.
“I want some bloody conversation” he said.
The bus fell silent.
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