Some asshole just jumped in front of the train and now I’m going to he late. I check my watch impatiently knowing that I should try to go grab a cab, or walk but I’m fascinated by the scene playing out in front of me. It’s much more interesting than the prospect of being on time for work at the moment. There’s a strange silence it’s as if everything has been hushed, someone is yelling for us to call the police and there are horrified whispers about the poor soul.

I say lucky him, brave him … At least he could do it.


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