An open letter to the bus driver who rescued my Kindle from oblivion
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An open letter to the bus driver who rescued my Kindle from oblivion

Dear driver of San Francisco Cooperative bus number forty-nine, En primer lugar, gracias. A thousand times gracias, you kind, honest, trustworthy savior of my literary lifeline, you. Thanks to you, all is right again in the world of extended solo travel. And for that, I am infinitely indebted. That doesn’t mean that I’m not bitter … Continue reading