Yesterday I was coming back home on the train, and I was waiting on a bench with another lady. I heard some loud shouting and, out of the crowd of people this guy was walking towards me, and with his fist, put his hand right thru the big mirror above us. Then he went to the next bench and put his fist thru the next mirror. and the next one.. and the next one.
Four broken mirrors later, the train came, and although it was packed to the max, I gratefully jumped on.
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eek! were you scared to death?
i was a bit freaked out. i think he was high on something. he was walking eratically.
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