On the evolution of a bus station 

 

First, a man with a penetrating gaze

stops people and rummages through their bags;

second, the man is joined by a grey frame that beeps when a metal is detected;

third, a conveyor belt is added and another woman is placed to watch the screen 

and sometimes to press a button to re-watch the contents of the bags in black and white;

forth, the man asks questions: 

where are you going? and can I see your ID?

he doesn’t even really look at the ID, it was more like a manifestation of authority;

fifth, a line of anxious people waiting to pass is formed;

sixth, a new, short man with an elusive look places his cardboard bench

and sells pretzels next to the security check;

seventh, the state constructs restrooms next to the security man

so he would have amenities nearby;

eighth, they build an adjacent kitchen room next to the bathroom 

so the security woman tells the security man to make coffee when the queue disappears;

ninth, a screen is hung and wifi is connected, a bunk bed is placed in the third room that was just built;

tenth, the ministry of transportation recognizes where the security man stands

as a bus station, 

so passengers have to pass through the security check to enter the bus.