The winter snow blanketed the road in front of me as I patiently waited under the shelter of the bus stop. A shuttle was scheduled to pick me up following the completion of my intercontinental journey. I made a call and was told that someone would come to pick me up. And so I waited. And waited. I gnawed at my patience little by little until it was just space. I saw a vehicle approach and stop next to me. I hastily climbed in as I struggled to lift my baggage. So heavy were my suitcases that an old woman offered to get them on the shuttle for me despite her visible inability, which momentarily thawed the ice on my heart and person. The driver asked me what my destination was. I gave her my answer, but she couldn't understand. I told her again, but she still couldn't understand. Embarrassment overtook my weak body as I spelled it out while all the people in the vehicle and those waiting to board behind me stared at me with a sharp focus. She said that she didn't know th...
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