Bus-stop’s are a nexus for both mass transit and paradigms. A place where one can catch a ride home, or get caught in superfluous, theological debates.

“Why are you here, miss?”

“For the twenty three,” she responded automatically.

“No, girl, why are you heeeeeere…?” The untidy, middle-aged man had emphasized that by tracing a circle in the air.

“I’m going to school at the-”

“Don’t bother!” he interrupted. “There is a better way! With total faith in Jesus you can have anything you want!”

“And… what do you want from Jesus?”

“I want,” he smiled proudly, “to become a dragon.”

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