A “piggy banker,” a pumpkin orange blouse, not me in an ad, and dancing…
~Wednesday~ This morning we had a “Piggy Banker” board the bus at one stop. This is the person who pays their fare with a gazillion coins. One after another after another—that interminable clanging as the coins drop down the long, cylindrical chamber of the fare machine, and the people behind them waiting to get on … Read more