SOUTH KENSINGTON
a tube
a train
a boat
a plane
okay lets not get carried away.
all these people have somewhere to go, somewhere to be.
He works in an office, taking the afternoon off to battle through christmas shopping.
Lady holding multitudes of bags... hmm she is a nanny, she popped out to get the groceries.
A tall boy, orange hair, leans into the train window as it winds around dark tunnel corners, lights flicker on and off, the perfect strobe for the dubstep on his nano.
Silly, frilly girls chatter, english voices that make them sound all the more blonde.
I wonder if anyone just jumps on for fun, sits and stares, maybe writes what they see and ponders on the happenings of all the people on a london underground train
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