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The old man in line at New York Port Authority said, "It used to be fun to ride the bus. Back when you could smoke and I was young." The driver plays Motown to soothe the stress and make the most of our late start on the long ride to Richmond. Only the little kids are making up words to sing along with oldies they've never heard before. "Look! A pond! A pond!" City child never seen so much water in no hurry--different from the double river rush of her native island--calls the lake by the name she knows from picturebook and park. Some adults are mad to have been roused by her shouts but when they see the water painted pink by sunset they hear the music and hum along. |
greyhound | en route to Wilmington, NC