July 14, 0700 hours, 61 degrees. I put a sweater on. I sat downtown to wait for my bus, closed my eyes, and took it all in. Buses rumble bumble down Marquette in between buildings with names of corporation-people past and present, whooshing warm wind after they’ve passed. Air brakes pump, kneeling bus ramps […]
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