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Klaus, a veteran driver with thirty years of diesel soot in his lungs, stared at the gleaming, articulated leviathan. Its livery was a crisp, deep blue with neon-green lightning bolts streaking along the flanks—a stark contrast to the grimy MANs and Citaros around it.

“It’s not a bus,” he said finally. “It’s a spaceship. A very boring, very quiet spaceship that turns left at Hermanplatz.” omsi 2 solaris urbino 18 electric

“A toy,” he grumbled, tapping the silent dashboard. No engine rumble. No vibration through the steering wheel. Just the soft, high-pitched whine of a refrigerator. Klaus, a veteran driver with thirty years of