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Subway

By Marianna Kalmykova

 

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Have you ever been to the circus? Are you sure? Have you ever been in Moscow subway? No? Then you have never been to the circus. That’s for sure.

Like an endless stream morning zombies are in a hurry to the subway. Would you like to have some fun? There are a lot of competitions you may take part in: “catch your train”, “are you strong enough to retain closing door”, “ the quickest ass”, etc. The winner gets stamped feet, rumpled clothes and full satisfaction. Now the main performance starts. This homeless man takes his shoes off, spreading the exiting smell around. The man, sitting next to you, sleeps tightly and with every jolt of the train drops his head on you shoulder. His breath smells alcohol. Oh, yes, he keeps a bottle of beer in his hand. It must be his breakfast. The woman with a big bag, standing in front of you, tries to put it on your foot. She wants to make you pleasure. Kind woman. All people are very kind there. They are always giving the seat up for you, when it is their stop. Our men seem to be always tired. They are always occupying all seats. I know, drinking is a hard and exhausting job. They have to rest more. They have to take care of their health. I like to watch this sleeping rank, snoring on different voices. It would be boring in subway without this charming music. It is time to leave. You may not move your feet. The endless stream will tear you off in the necessary direction. The action changes. Passing by the rank of poor people, swindlers and priests, you may give them a coin and your soul will be saved for this day. They say so.

The end. You’re on the street again. But show will go on in the subway. And you will take part in it this evening once again. And other countless mornings and evenings.

Do you still believe the circus is a fun?

 

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