When this middle-aged lady got on the bus, everyone turned to look at her, some discreetly, some not. Little did she know that when she sat next to me, she, or at least her arm, would be captured....It was around 11 a.m. and she was not dressed as if she were in mourning (she was wearing make-up and this jewelry, for example). I especially like her gloves, which I think are practical. I always hate to hold onto those grimy poles. But I think she wasn't concerned with hygiene; she simply looked as if she were from another era.
And speaking of poles, the silhouetted black figure on the red sign is not doing a pole dance. It's a warning not to stand on the bus steps with your back to the door....
