Wednesday, July 1, 2009

mean streets

Ambling along Broadway the other day I watched as a bus came to a halt, the door of the bus opened, the driver of the bus blasted the horn several times and yelled to a pedestrian on the footpath. I continued watching until the pedestrian that the driver was yelling to became aware that she was indeed the object of his attention. Then, once a sort of communication was made between them he directed her to look down between her feet to where she had dropped a bundle of notes from her purse.
Grateful she thanked the driver. He smiled, waved, then drove off, heading uptown.

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