#76 Bus to Alewife:
When I board the bus, it is full—every seat taken, and place for one more to stand. In a minute or so, we stop to pick up three more. Slowly, the passengers standing in the aisle shift, turning and shuffling, finding a new place closer to the back. As if by magic, just enough space for three more people appeared up front. Minutes later, we picked up another two, then one more at the next stop, then another, then another two. At each stop, the group accepted the responsibility of shifting, each person playing his block in a gigantic moving game of commuter Tetris. And each time, the new passenger found available space.
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