Saturday, January 23, 2010

The commute

The bus stalls at the lights. It makes a welcome change from the usual screech of brakes and abrupt halt, followed by passengers tumbling in comic domino fashion. One lady bellows to the front that she wants to get off and the driver wearyingly obliges by opening the doors. Another to my left confidently asserts se quebrou! (it's broke), followed by another who repeats the phrase as a question. A rush for the exit ensues.

Five seconds later the engine starts and the whole gang are thumping on the (now) closed door, begging to be allowed back on.

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