A young highschool punk kid got on the bus at the same time as me. scraggly hair, rapper cap, back pack, scrawny. I thought, I should ask him about JEANZ.

Another preppier highschool kid got on the bus a few stops later. The two exchanged the manly slap-handshake and sat down across from each other.

Prep: How've you been?
Punk: Pretty good, you?
Prep: It's my mom's birthday today, you know?
Punk: Ohhh. Yeah. Really?
Prep: Yeah, next week she'll have been dead for three years.
Punk: That's crazy man.
Prep: Yeah, I've been really sad lately. (laughs) My dad must've felt really bad or something because last night he called me and I was REALLY sad then, and he asked me if I wanted to take the car to school.
Punk: No way!
Prep: Yeah, and I was like, I don't think I should be driving when I'm this sad. Besides, the bus is distracting.
Punk: Yeah, that's true. Hey man, you still go to Ballard?
Prep: Yeah man.
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Prep: What did you for the weekend?
Punk: Not much, I've just been working like crazy on my mural. It's almost finished.
Prep: Yeahh?? Niiice.
Punk: Yeah it's going to be pretty sweet, it's just takin me forever. Have you been down by the McDonald's lately?
Prep: No, what?
Punk: _________ threw up a mural in 20 minutes, no joke, and it's HUUGE.
Prep: No way, serious?
Punk: Yeah, he's so fast, it has like 5 colors, too.
Prep: That is sick.
Punk: Yeah, mine is taking forever just to plan.
Prep: It took me forever just to come up with my tag.
Punk: Yeah?
Prep: Yeah, well, finally I had one of those (mimics pinching a pill in his hand), and I don't know what it did (laughs) but I got my tag right away.
Punk: (laughs) Yeah, it'll do that.
Prep: Gettin' off here?
Punk: Yeah, gotta catch the 75.
(another manly slap-handshake)
Prep: Check you later.
Punk: Good luck. Sorry about your mom.
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As "Punk" got off, I saw his tag on his back pack... it's not Jeanz, but it has the quotation marks, so I think he must know who Jeanz is. So I am planning on riding the same bus tomorrow and crossing my fingers he's there for an interview... and doesn't think I'm a cop...

I feel like Amelie on the verge of discovering the mystery photo man...