I was on my way to work on Monday when this guy got into an argument with the driver. Didn’t hear what the argument was about because I was upstairs, but then he came upstairs calling the driver a “f***ing black b******” and muttering “now they’re driving the buses”. Bloody cheek, lucky I was able to catch this pic before I got off.
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