My Two Sense: 94 Bus at Rush Hour

IMG_20140606_145040I stand in the aisle to make room for all the meat in this freezer.  My arms are extended out in “Y” formation to clutch the cold bars, holding my stance steady as the vessel lurches and rumbles under my feet.  Sticky skins wick with delight. Even above the crying baby I hear the story of two brides-to-be.  One explains that they wear matching teal shirts because her body is an extension of her body.

Andrea Steudel

About Andrea Steudel

Andrea Steudel is currently a public artist and aspiring electrical lineman, formerly an event planner and art administrator. She likes to indulge in the latest technologies and admire the newest engineering feats while secretly believing that decivilization is the only true path to a sustainable world. www.andreasteudel.com

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