It was a weekday morning on the Clark bus heading downtown. Typical mix of 90% young professionals, 10% everything else. 85% glued to iPhones and Blackberries, 15% everything else.
At the back of the bus, the seats are in a U shape, with the row of seats at the very back facing forward. This is the view looking forward:
I was in one of the rows towards the back facing the middle and noticed the guy in the back corner facing the front. He was probably in his mid-40's, black, not dressed-up like he was going to an office, but not dirty either.
He had a brown paper bag in his hand. When he lifted it, I could see a 24oz PBR can inside. He cracked open the can, slowly put it to his lips, and calmly drank the entire thing in one swig.
He slowly pulled the empty can away from his mouth, carefully put it on the floor between his legs, picked up another 24oz PBR in a brown paper bag, opened it, and took a sip and proceeded to drink it at a regular pace.
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