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came from the professor, and after a few more minutes he wrote one more line that was zero does not equal to zero. Sam put down the chalk and then turned around, the class was silent and everyone had understood how Sam proved it. The maths he used was not complicated. As he turned he could see each student’s face. Slowly he turned to the professor. The professor’s face was transfixed to the board, his eyes darting through each line, an involuntary ‘oh my god’ coming from his mouth, as he looked at the students then the professor each colour, each piece of sound, every molecule in the air could be heard seen and felt by Sam, then suddenly he was at the stop he normally stopped at, but this was the X75. As he left the bus he looked around. The skater wasn’t on. But as he waved bye to the driver, astonishingly the bus driver had become professor Lichstein, in fact he always was. ‘Professor what are you doing here’ Professor simply looked at him, ‘I’m no professor I’m just a bus driver.’ As Sam got off he saw the X75 leave and wonder what had just happened, and why he wasn’t in the lecture anymore.