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At the Bus Stop

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At the Bus Stop

I am pacing towards the bus stop, anticipating on being late to class again for the third time this month.
Of course I missed it, I think angrily as I reach the stop. I open my mouth to vent the frustration that had been clinging to me since I had woken up. My breath is visible in the cold air. Winter is still dragging, the snow not yet melting, and I am dying for warmer temperatures. I shift my head to the right, noticing a middle aged man dressed in a decent looking suit and tie. He catches my eye and walks towards me.

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