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One day on the bus...
Category: Life
The ceiling of the bus wasn’t just a ceiling. Not anymore. It was a gateway, a thin veil pulled back just enough to see the machine behind the curtain. I wasn’t prepared for it—no one could be. One moment, I was just sitting there, the hum of the bus a backdrop to my thoughts, and then…Then I saw it. Not with my eyes, not exactly, but with something deeper, something that trembled at the edge of u... » Continue Reading