I dislike waiting for busses because I always feel like an involuntary exhibit. This image captures that feeling perfectly. Isolated and alone. The pause between one page of the story and the next.
You spotted this fellow so beautifully...the line down the street the trees like a fence or prison bars.. Definitely get that feeling of vulnerability and waiting for something that is coming that doesn't feel good.
I used to ride the bus a lot. Some days, I loved the solitude and time alone with my thoughts. Some days, it was just soul-crushing waiting for it to arrive. It's a lot like life. Nice shot.
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