At first I thought this young woman was pensive, reflecting on her day, her life.... but then when I stood up to leave, I saw she was typing on a small tabler. Pensively, of course.
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MAN WITH A RED BAG
Taking the bus home. No shots from town; in a lull. But here, through the bus window, is a spot of brightness--the man's red bag.
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