By grafvisionsp on Skatehive
My city breathes to the rhythm of the buses. Even before the sun hits the windows of the buildings, there are already people at the bus stop, leaning against the lamppost, sitting on the curb, staring into nothingness with their minds already far away, thinking about what hasn't even begun yet. The morning air is somewhat heavy, a mixture of haste and accumulated fatigue, but nobody stops. Everyone waits. Because they know that from there begins another chapter of the day. Minha cidade respira no ritmo dos ônibus. antes mesmo do sol bater nas janelas dos prédios, já tem gente no ponto, encostada no poste, sentada na guia, olhando pro nada com a mente já longe, pensando no que ainda nem começou. o ar da manhã é meio pesado, mistura de pressa com cansaço acumulado, mas ninguém para. todo mundo espera. porque sabe que dali começa mais um capítulo do dia. I GRAF VISION - BUS I DIGITAL ART I From afar, the engine's noise already announces it. It's almost a relief. The bus comes, braking slo