It must already be clear that I am obsessed with everyday
habits and public transport as a place where people’s private and public selves
intersect. Another (London) shift that did not used to happen, is sitting on
the outside of two seats.
And another conversation, having squeezed past into the
vacant space (and back out again) on a crowded bus:
“ I am just interested – why do you sit on outside?”
“Oh, there was someone there before who got off.” “
That does not stop you moving over.”
“Just didn't feel like it.”
I know, I need to get a life (and don't get me going on the London 'Boris' buses...)
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