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Monday

After an endless wait / bus #501 home from Hertzliya / finally arrived. / For a 10 shekel ticket / I found myself sitting on the backbench of bus / with 25 years (plus) of memories /  of rides to the Big Town / guitar lessons / teahouses we hung out at in the late 70s / cuddling with my love / schlepping models and other work for college design studies… / The Azrieli Towers signal I had arrived home. /