solo

And when I knew the conversation was over, that there were no common ground to be reached or else retched. I politely took my leave. And said farewell to friends.

Feeling disdained to submit to the chaotic evenings public transport, I soon nestle into unforgotten habits.

I find an overwhelming aesthetic on the bus-

The people

The passenger

The pseudonyms

of this Friday night fever.

I do this for fun.

Done