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double glass doors of the bus after they
had opened with a hiss and screech. He
stepped off and nearly as both of his
feet were on the pavement there was a
sound that could directly be referenced
to something between a deep sigh and
an expression of great relief as the
doors behind him closed with the
satisfaction that only an inanimate
object can have.
He stood at the edge of the curb of the
long road near home, he had been living
there long enough to know that the next
pedestrian crossings were more than ten
minutes away and it would be easier
and quicker if he quickly crossed the
road from where he was now. He
looked both ways and the road wasn’t