November 29th 2015

November 29th 2015
“The next station is xyz,” the automated PA said in monotones.
The middle-aged lady picked her reusable supermarket plastic bag and moved uncertainly towards the door.
After inspecting the line map over the window frame, she appeared less hesitant.
As the train began to pull into the station, her uncertainty returned.
“Sorry, which is the way out?” she asked the young woman carrying a toddler with a pink hat.
“Over there,” she pointed to the door.
The lady smiled, and waved to the child, as she stepped off the train.
Peace and love,
Ja’far
“The next station is xyz,” the automated PA said in monotones.
The middle-aged lady picked her reusable supermarket plastic bag and moved uncertainly towards the door.
After inspecting the line map over the window frame, she appeared less hesitant.
As the train began to pull into the station, her uncertainty returned.
“Sorry, which is the way out?” she asked the young woman carrying a toddler with a pink hat.
“Over there,” she pointed to the door.
The lady smiled, and waved to the child, as she stepped off the train.
Peace and love,
Ja’far

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