I was suddenly awakened from my afternoon nap by a roaring noise and the overwhelming smell of diesel smoke. There was a tiny massive silver 1960s vintage Greyhound bus gleaming in the sun outside the office.
I went out to tell the driver that this was not in fact the bus station, but the driver was Tiny Mert.
“How’d you get your hands on a Greyhound bus?” I asked.
“A super clean, like new tiny Greyhound bus you mean.”
Tiny Mert—right as usual. This bus didn’t have many signs of use. I couldn’t recall ever seeing one this clean. It was so nice I had to let out one of those long whistles. “This thing looks brand new! But you didn’t answer my question.”
“No I did not. Now if you’ll excuse me I gotta find a place to park these buses.”
This was all part of Mert’s plan to start a shuttle service for tiny gamblers.
One of the buses has a little sticker anomaly on one side, that’s about it. Both of these have the later squared-off stickers; the earlier edition of the bus had an angled sticker.
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