= ONE =
Hours. Some mechanical problem southbound was holding up trains, and what takes minutes, felt like hours.
Tired faces surround me, half-awake characters flocking together on their way to work or school. Mornings are never gentle on anyone, especially when they are freezing cold, when they feel like 38 below.
I usually prefer to stand when the subway is crowded, I am, thus, able to secure some personal space. However, some people seem to enjoy extreme closeness.
Time to get off, at last, at a long last!
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