After a satisfying round of charity shopping, I caught the bus home from North Finchley and remembered again why I don’t use buses:
1. had to wait for it.
2. banged my head on a mirror.
3. had to sit next to a boy eating stinky fried chicken.
4. had to walk home from the bus stop anyway.
5. same fare no matter how few stops you travel.
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