Remember being on my own at the old Downtown Miami Bus terminal, got dropped off at stupid O’clock to wait for a greyhound bus, it was 3am, so. I sat huddled against a wall and watched:
1. Two geckos running around under a flickering light on the wall of the (empty) Security cabin
2. A begrimed pile of rags with a shopping trolley, just stopped in front, standing there twisted towards me, couldn’t tell if was looking at me or not
3. Bunch of Nikes hanging by laces from the overhead cables
4. A large gang of 3:15am-in-da-hoodies noisily heading my way after seemingly being loudly ejected from a ramshackle building on the corner.
I never sat so still or sucked on a rollie so hard before or since. Oooh, a bus, a bus!!!