Sitting on the seat at the front of the bus is fun. You get to watch the road ahead which helps to pass the time. You also get to hear snatches of conversation from people about to get off. Here is a fragment from midnight last night which got me wondering how the conversation continued:
He: So what did you expect from this evening?
She: That elusive spark.
Have you overheard any intriguing titbits recently?
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