London is to be enjoyed for so many reasons, but one of the delights is the permission that the tube gives you to watch people. There they are, all lined up for you to look at - where else do you get the opportunity to see and examine so many types and kinds of individual. Race, , orientation, height, nose size... all within the confines of a glass cage with no where else to go but to be looked at. People that you might fancy, faces that intrigue you, sad or happy eyes all with a story which let you see momentarily into another world. It might be a world you envy, one you desire, or one that may even horrify you - but you can have a look, just for a moment. Perhaps 7/11 has changed this ism slightly, so that we are a place where we are more suspicious or judge people more harshly. But we will never know, so I continue to enjoy the delights of people-watching on the underground.
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