There's a six-hour layover for the Tulsa-bound bus. Clearly boredom's stranglehold has wrung these sorry travelers into bleary semi-asphyxiation. Three Hispanic toddlers run around the benches while their portly mother rests her head in her tragic hands. A young black guy bobs, mumbles a tune, sighs, takes a meandering stroll around the station. I make eye contact with a white-haired gentleman whose expression sags grimly. He looks at me like... More >>>