As we made our journey this past rainy Saturday we were immersed in the ever-exciting 18 bus line that runs from Shattuck to Solano Ave. The bus was full of the usual characters, but one in particular caught our attention. Sitting right next to the graffiti-darkened windows sat a man wearing CVS-quality sporty sunglasses and bright red devil horns. As he sat talking to himself we weren't sure what he was saying and it didn't matter.
Like so many times before we blankly stared at the seats in front of us, but this all changed in an instant. My roommate made a mistake and made eye contact with him. It was only for a second but in that moment she had sold her soul to the Shattuck devil man.
Luckily we got off at the stop we needed to without the devil man following behind.
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