I was exhausted, pressed into the corner of a crowded bus after a ten-hour shift, the hum of voices and engine noise blurring into something distant. My head leaned against the window, eyes half-closed, just trying to make it home. Then she got on. An older woman.
Thin. Fragile-looking. A cane in one hand, plastic bags cutting into the other. …
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