An elderly man gets on the bus with a vase of flowers, meowing as he places the vase on the seat. Still meowing, he looks around, as if daring someone to contradict him.
I sit silently and look on. He’s not saying anything I haven’t heard before.
An elderly man gets on the bus with a vase of flowers, meowing as he places the vase on the seat. Still meowing, he looks around, as if daring someone to contradict him.
I sit silently and look on. He’s not saying anything I haven’t heard before.