Tuesday, 15 April 2008

bus stop

Tuesday morning in a quiet suburban neighbourhood. The streets are wet and the clouds are dark, but the air tastes clean and fresh.

It's a grey dawn but the birds - it is a green neighbourhood with many mature trees, so there is always a chorus to greet the morning - are no less enthusiastic than usual. Especially the one that loves to mimic the sound of an alarm going off. Beep-beep, beep-beep, beep-beep.

There are six people waiting for the bus: one sitting in the shelter, smoking, the other five standing outside.

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