María, the minibus collector...

"THE ENTIRE UNIVERSITY AVENUE, PLAZA SAN MIGUEL, TOMAS VALLE, WORKERS' HOSPITAL...!"

Well... Here we are now.

You hear the same screams every day from the same crier when you wait at the bus stop for your minibus. It turns out that in your country it is a thousand times cheaper to go by public transport than by taxi. Hanging from the railing, putting up with the smell of other people's armpits, arguments between passengers and collector, fill you with rage when the minibus you get on stops every 5 seconds to pick up passengers... You've gotten used to it by now.

Today it's no different. Bus number '87' is the only one that passes by your work, which, to top it off, is 2 hours away from your house.

The only bus that you always get on arrives and always passes by the same stop at the same time. You see the same collector you hear screaming every day.

Luckily for you, you get a seat and sit down. The collector starts collecting.

"Fare, ma'am, sir..."