Packed like sardines in a crushed tin box
There are worse things in life than traveling 80 km/h in a tin tube amongst hundreds even thousands of somber zombies. Tapping toes, newspaper fidgeting, and the blaring iPods compete against the hypnotic lullaby of train meeting track. Two types of zombies exist in these tubes: doers and daydreamers. Both types co-exist en mass guarding […]
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