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November 19, 2007
It’s my first time going from home to new york two hours away. And, oh. I had forgotten it. I had forgotten this feeling. How could i forget new york?

There’s a first time for everything.

A loud woman flagged this bus. Once on, she began shouting and sounding drunk; i immediately played possum. Body relaxed, slouched across two seats, eyes closed. Then i realized she was just really upset and heavily accented. Shouting about her ‘andbok and her ‘usben.

That made me feel a little bad about my snap assessment, but not bad enough to sit next to her.