1shot #207-more dirty bus

UTW Saturday 039

I can’t tell if ballcap dude is looking at me or out the window. This ambiguity is intriguing. Especially because I’m only about four feet from the bus. I reckon there’s some analogy to be made between bus grime and modern isolationism. A ha, I’ve got it. Regular readers and those in earshot know I’ve been anguishing for a good year now over anything that is anonymous (*not* Anonymous). You know: anonymous blog posts by anonymous authors featuring anonymous photos. Anonymous twitter feeds. Anonymous events. Anonymous plans and studies. That anonymity is the bus grime limiting our human connections. We’re gonna wash the bus this year.

Name tags for everyone.


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