In These Vancity Streets
<p>It must have been the drool on my cheek or the stream of it breaking away from its pool, running down my arm, that woke me up. Or potentially, the bus hit a pothole. Usually, buses in Vancouver ran pretty smoothly. When I woke up, it felt like I’d been asleep for hours. It was possible — it was daylight. My memory hadn’t yet caught up with me. Curiously, how did the bus driver let me carry on sleeping? So, surely it hadn’t been too long.</p>
<p>First thing first: <em>Find out what time we got</em>.</p>
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