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There is a lady somewhere behind singing Loo Loo Loo Lo Loo Lo Lo.

She sounds like she is singing to a child but I suspect there is no child. I dont turn around to see

because if she is mad I dont want to draw attention to myself.

A bus driver (off duty) is sitting across reading an inspirational self help book.

I can tell by the faux watercolour cover & curly writing.

A woman with strong perfume sits down next to me.

She is a cougher. She makes my head feel like I have bitten down hard on concrete.