I look up
She looks to the side
He looks at the floor
Oops there's an awkward meeting of eyes
This is the daily life of an underground traveller
Socially inept
Not knowing where to look or how to act.
It often brings out the worst in people.
Often the tired mutterings of displeasure during the morning or evening commute.
There are the rarest glimpse of human nature.
The kind soul offering their seat to someone more needy
Another asking for others to sacrifice their comforts.
To create space to allow everyone to go home.
Because that's the thing, no one wants to be stuck waiting. Everyone has the same goal.
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