Excerpt: Coffee and Sugar (C. Sean McGee)

On the bus he was brimming with confidence, watching every stranger board and following them from the turnstile where he sat all the way to their seats; surveying how they walked; with some trudging their feet along like shackled prisoners while others moved about in a light skip; some defeated by the monotonous and suited obedience of day while others were lighter and waking with waxing zest into the celestial lechery of night that was coloured electric. 

- Excerpt: Coffee and Sugar (₢ C. Sean McGee)


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