It's hot in here.

Humid,

Crowded,

Is it just me who's sweating?

I look around and everyone seems to be in their own word,

Their little bubbles...

Yet here I stand feeling all eyes on me.

Please, don't stare.

The door opens as people rush to leave.

Push and shove,

Push and shove,

As the newcomers join us.

Please stand clear of the closing doors...

It...

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