The Eyes on the Train

Posted on 16 January, 2008


The tall dark-haired beauty had glided down the escalator, weaved snakelike through the crowd, irritated by each of the little people endlessly surrounding her.

Public transport was unfamiliar to her, she was used to taking taxis, yet despite the crowd she was able to avoid the usual bumps and sidesteps. Confidence in her beauty empowered her. Her long elegant strides cowered the sea of people into parting. When they remained stubborn, her sinuous form reacted quickly to each necessary twist. This was her first experience of the London underground, yet it didn’t show. This arena wasn’t her natural environment, but she adapted well…

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