we took turns photographing each other

There's actually a song about this exact spot, and this exact bus; Five Iron Frenzy:

My car broke down in Arizona, have to ride the bus again
Ten o'clock on Tuesday night with thirteen cents and a broken pen
I put my backpack on the bench, tell two people I don't smoke
See the cop across the street, he thinks that I am selling dope
I could have walked another block
To get away from the scene
Why does it always come to this
Where the zero meets the fifteen?

And so I give my thirteen cents to the man who peed his pants
He passes out and falls on me, I watch my change fall from his hands
I see the lady next to me, holds her baby, black and blue
The junkie gutter-punk keeps asking where I got my new tattoo
What does it matter anyway, thirteen cents or all I own?
How can I ever save the world
On Cup-A-Soup and student loans?

I want to try and save the world
But it never goes that way
God, I don't know what to do
Down at Colfax and Broadway

Now the man with no shoes on says I don't know how to play
He says I fumble all the time
He thinks that I am John Elway
I put my face down in my hands, water wells into my eyes
What do I have to give them?
Does it matter if I try?
I can't stand to see you suffer
I try to intellectualize a formula to end your pain
It doesn't work, God knows I've tried

I want to try and save the world
But it never goes that way
God, I don't know what to do
Down at Colfax and Broadway

Sometimes my cup is overfilled
Sometimes I'm too afraid that I'm going to spill