I'm back in Bowers Hill. At the corner where Sophie's was was a coffee shop. The neighborhood had been gentrified. There was somekind of arts center with the remains of a Roman bath, including murkey water. I'd gone inside to wait for the bus. I was me, now, but I was going to ask if I could ride the bus to the highschool, since I needed to get back to my mother's house from BH and the high school is walking distance from her. I never met the bus, but I woke up rembering it was bus 101.