In Junior High the kids on my street gathered every weekday morning at the corner and sat on a cold brick wall surrounding a rose bush to wait for the bus. It was almost always on time, at 6:45 in the morning, because it had to be at the next stop by 6:49. Our bus made eight stops in total and this is how I came to learn, and still remember to
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Anyway I absolutely love this entry. You are a great writer. If I had more time I would have a better response. Take care!
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