when alcove comes to montreal.
where STM’s outdated vehicles go to die.
it used to be the final parking spot for Montreal’s elderly transportation. then one night a hooded figure masked in smoke ran past me and lou made the call to the fire station as one lone bus experienced a viking burial. torched to a crisp, the bus graveyard was no longer a fine canvas for graffiti, but a symbol that the out of function busses needed a new retirement home.
desole hors service
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Tagged amy vaillancourt, burnt bus, bus graveyard, desole, hors service, kirk irwin, Listpoem, lou kosack, montreal, public transportation, rail road, siobhan mcpherson, STM, tracks, water tower