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In the bus the woman who was sitting next to me was giggling while reading her paper.
Listening to music eyes closed...
I drew whenever I got trapped in traffic in istanbul.
Time goes by when we read.
...going home tired...
In the bus, some of us read some of us draw.
Believe or not moving is hard.
Busses can say "Sorry" in Vancouver...
"weird and proud" That's what her badge on her hat said. Beautiful Berkeley with its openness to "weirdness".
The woman in the bus didn't know that I could understand Turkish. Her phone conversation was fun to listen to "Ben domuz etini çok severim yerim diyor. Parasini orospulara yatiran bir adam..." (He says "I love pig meat I eat pig meat. He is a guy who invests his money in prostitues.) [assuming that he is Muslim, he is not supposed to eat pig meat] "Hayir! Karsiliksiz çek yazmasin. Cok büyük suc" (No way! She shouldn't write a bad check. It is a big crime here.)
"Hi!" "Hi!" -that's all I said... "Oo... you have an accent. Where are you from?"
The beggar in the bus received $1 worth of change from someone. She didn't say thank you and she counted the coins. She didn't like the amount.
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