Riding the 22 this morning after dropping my daughter off at daycare...
Last night after work, I notice this crazy native dude sitting across from me on the 21.
His eyes lids were all distorted and it appeared as if he had trouble with his vision.
He picked up a schedule and started reading it, so I figured he either had to pretend to read for his own self esteem or he really could see enough to read.
A couple folks kept looking at him and he caught one. I felt a little bad for the guy.
Today, I met him on the 22. He was looking pretty much identical to what he looked like the day before.
I wonder if he is homeless and rides the bus often in order to stay out of the cold Minnesota fall.
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jhop
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