The View From Nathan's Bus

I wrote the following in 2012: At Letitia a gregarious basketball-player-looking character steps off. He always seems to know everybody. He'll get on the bus, plunk...

Image above: On the left, my friend Purpelle Tramble, the filmmaker. On the right, some guy with short hair... Two unrelated interactions with different late-night...

Twenty-seven minutes into Sunday, but that's just for those counting at home. Broadway and East Pine is the center of the world for some,...

There's so much police, fire, and medical sprawled out everywhere you'd think it was the parking lot at Bellevue Psychiatric. This place looks like Willowbrook...

"Alright, Cloverdale is next," I told them, "by the Mini-Mart. And South Lake High School. Also, this bus continues up the hill, to Prentice....

"Hey, Bashi." He tells me I'm his favorite, the best. He asks if I remember him. "Of course I remember you!" I was just about to...

"Can I request a night stop?" "Sure!" She specified a block in between stops along the Prentice loop.* She was a demure east Asian woman I've seen...

His hair wasn't always gray, but it still grows, and now it's long enough to register a breeze. With that and the tuft of...