Dear Bus Route 48:
Let me preface this by saying that I love you. You know exactly what I need. When I lived in Greenlake and had those random appointments in the Central District, you were my savior. And you go right by Ezell’s Chicken! Score!
Remember that one time I was in Greenwood? I forget why I was there, but my friends called me to hang out with them at Teddy’s off Roosevelt. At first I thought “how the hell will I get there?” Then I remembered you. Because of you, I was able to hang out with my friends and get wasted.
Oh God, let’s not forget when I had to go to Golden Gardens for a volunteer event. You were spot on that day. Just what I needed.
Bus 48, you’re everything I need. You’re awesome in almost every way. You go everywhere! You connect people of varying economic and social backgrounds too! How noble! I really, really love you, please know this…
but, [expletive] can you please be on time? like ever?…
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A lot like that Dear John letter last April, no? The route gets around.