A woman and her husband fight to find space for their two suitcases. Eventually they have to split up, he standing in the very front with one and she in the back with the other. The bus driver is weaving through traffic with near-reckless abandon, now honking his horn at two pedestrians who try to cut across him, now slamming on his breaks to avoid hitting a car that suddenly pulled out from a parallel parking spot. The passengers jolt forward and backward, grabbing on to rails, sometimes colliding with a neighbor. Only at the end of the trip do I notice an infant in a stroller, sound asleep. For the last two stops I watch her. She never opens her eyes, never flinches, and continues sleeping soundly until I exit the bus.
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