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The man on the bus never allowed himself to be moved in the wrong direction because he had been down that path many years ago and saw the devastation and tears that backwardness, confusion, and moving forth wildly had brought into the world. He sat quietly among the other passengers, never saying a word, but his composure offered the hint that other possibilities could take place at any moment. He wore a thick wool coat in the warm L.A. night. This bus ride would be especially remembered for the sudden chaos that would be unleashed in the blink of an eye…

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