by Richard

A typical East London contrast: sitting opposite me on the train there is a woman with all but her eyes and hands covered, while next to her sits a young man with his trousers pulled so far down we are treated to the sight of the entirety of his arse. Thankfully some sense of decorum has managed to make itself heard like a foghorn through the dense clouds of skunk in what was originally his brain and reminded him to wear boxer shorts. All three of us appear to be playing with our phones.

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