Since last Winter I’ve been catching a bus across the street from where the Window People are.

The Window People like to stand there and watch people go in and out of the Transit Tunnel.

They like to watch the street people sitting in the Park.

They like to watch people like me waiting for our buses.

I know they like to watch because they are always there, standing in the window looking down.

It makes sense- being that the window people are up there – they must see the oddest things from their Window

but I work below the street in an old building and I like to look up when I get outside

you see the oddest things sometimes.