2- A trip on the 802 -vol. I (my bus)

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Headphones in my ears, the music smashes my eardrums like when I was twenty. I continue to love Frankie Valli whom the Jersey Boys replaced with twice as many musicians and backup singers. I want to stay up to listen to this stupid song, but a white-haired man who thinks he's younger than my own gray hair offers me his seat. It's no longer my stupid song that I listen to, it's this man's face that annoys me and diminishes me. A young woman who reads my thoughts, gives me a smile that has the effect of a balm on my wounded pride. On his waistcoat that hides a huge chest, it is written: "Appearance is more important than knowledge"... Finally, a truth to ponder. A place becomes available next to this woman, a place she offers me ... without waiting, I sit down ... I rejuvenate. My neighbor who talks to me about her work and her boyfriend always ends her sentence with her beautiful smile. Two rules run the human being: "The 20 to 50 year olds who are in the...how...while everyone else who is in the...why!" ". So I'm into why this woman is so "nice" to me...still looking for the answer! I'll take the 802 (my bus) back and I'll have my answer...follow...

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