panglossian detritus extant

on the bus ride, their public conversation only consisted of four subjects; how much vicodin was ingested, video games, pornography, and the uncertain location of their stop. an older woman seemingly on her way home from work was obviously disgusted. earlier today the crack head showed up for work and then left an hour later, just enough time for her to publicly criticize my misspelling of the word 'drawer' and not accomplish much else. they all go on living, though i'm not sure exactly why.