For a little while I went out to the city every day.
One night, I got on the bus to go home in the city, I felt something wrong.
Three or four gangstar boys were at the back on the bus and were whispering.
maybe after 10 minutes I could smell something bad.
and then the bus driver stopped driving the bus , he walked past me and stopped by the boys.
He told them to leave the bus if they don't stop smoking marijuana.
I was like wow.......I didn't even know the smell of marijuana and I was so proud of him. He was so brave!
I think I will not be able to have this crazy experience in Japan.
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