Something fascinating has happened to this street corner, now that the bus stop is indefinitely closed. The space has become closed, too. I decided to sit on the bench inside the shelter, so I could change the film in my Lomo and rest my injured foot. Almost every passerby pointed out the "Bus Stop Closed" sign.
"You can't catch the bus here," they said. "You'll have to go down two blocks." They were trying to be helpful.
But really, why should the shelter be closed just because the bus stop is? Why should I let a sign dictate my movements? It's a perfectly good bench. In the shade. Protected from rain.