The bus is subdued today, its temporary inhabitants attired in shades of muted skies. It is as if everyone has decided to be a little gentler, a little kinder, a little less self-serving in the sudden reminder that what we have, what we enjoy and what we think we are entitled to, were argued for with tears and were fought for with lives. 

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