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Crews begin demolition on a Greyhound station in downtown Denver on Thursday, Nov. 11. (Olivia Sun, The Colorado Sun)

We thought the looming demise of the storied, musty former Greyhound bus station in downtown Denver would prompt a series of grimaces and regrets for a thousand past lifestyle choices.

Colorado, you’ll be shocked to know instead how much heart-tugging wistfulness poured forth in response to the dubious words, “Greyhound station.”

For every hangover-plagued, eight-hour ride next to an overly chatty senior and an overflowing bathroom, we heard fond memories of futuristic coin-operated TVs and cheap trips home for Thanksgiving. Let’s let the people speak.

There were the Denver-as-Hollywood destination tweets:

And there were the “Greyhound is surprisingly good” tweets:

There were the “don’t knock Greyhound, it got us from Point A to Point B” tweets:

And many, many mixed-emotion tweets about the whole glorious and gritty Greyhound vibe:

There were some “over the river and through the woods, past the police lineup” tweets:

And some appropriately bizarre-luck tweets:

There are the “don’t insult my romantic dreams” fans:

And Romantic Rae followed up with a tweet-poem:

One guy sent us his amazing painting:

And finally, after Greyhound moved its station to another part of downtown and the crumbling icon became known more as a skeevy parking lot, more memories flowed:

Skeevy, yes. But like the entire Greyhound oeuvre, skeevy and affordable.

Michael Booth is a Colorado Sun reporter covering health, health policy and the environment. Email: Twitter: @MBoothDenver