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The travelling sardine can

February 21, 2007

Eyes pulsating, heavy head, nearness to yawn or not, tears about to fall(okey that may be too much),are only a few things I experience after office. For me to get home; I ride the Metro Train, most of the time, to head to my destination faster. But everything has its own price to pay. Hence, I’d like to give an overview about my usual experiences each time I aboard the train. Its starts with purchasing a ticket, if ever you don’t have the stored value ticket with you. During rush hours there would be around 20 to 25 people all lined up just to purchase. After purchase, here is where the real battle begins. Before reaching the turnstile, around 120(if you’re lucky) to 200 people from work line up to pass thru it. Tiny steps until you reach it. You’ve got to shove your arms so no one cuts in line. The idiom breathing at your neck becomes an actual act. You need to learn how to control your breathing not to inhale other people’s scent, unless you enjoy it as some studies say.When you finally reach the turnstile, you got to open your bag and have it inspected by the guards. These inspections were implemented, since the bombing a few years ago by terrorists. Upon reaching the platform [read]

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