I went home by bus. This is probably my most original trip. I approach the stop: LIAZ stands, in the cabin it is dark, but on the street and no signs of life, and only the narrow front door is opened. A man stands next to me, I approach and ask: does this thing go at all?
He replied, “Yes, he is going.
I mean, I’ll get on the bus, it’s still dark. I start watching, I see people sitting and silent, fucking.
The impression that I am in the dark layer of edak in the second
But the culmination was the following: I first decided to pay for the trip, in this silence I approach the conductor aunt, she did not react to me and I could not come up with anything smarter, how to ask: Sorry, you are a conductor?
The end was when she said to me, “Well, what?
I did not expect such a response and therefore under the quiet laughter of some girl sat down and began to reflect on what was experienced in the darkness.