train

It's been ages since I've sat on the train and observed people. Tonight was fun!
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Four boys boarded. They look young, but fiery passion for the love of their club fuelled their conversation. As the train pulled into the station, one jumped for joy and pump his fist into the air and proclaimed Hawthorn to be king of all footy clubs.
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There were hawthorn supporters on the train tonight. And then there was me.
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I did wonder if I stared at the people standing still at Richmond station, would they stare back or look away in awkwardness? I never got the chance because the train started moving again.
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A loud thud woke me from my daydream state. Something dropped and a man picked it up. It was an iphone. He put it under his thigh whilst looking around to make sure no one saw him. But it rang and it was the lady that lost it. He had to give it in. After she hung up, he looked through the phone. Disappointment.
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The man sitting opposite me folded his paper and put it neatly into his briefcase before he had to disembark. Everything looked neat about him except his hair. Wild chaos.
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