Today's OneWord: Metro

At the metro station, I found myself chewing gum from a vending machine, reading a newspaper I had found on the bench that was two weeks ago, and marveling at how blue the hair of the teenage girl nestled beside me really was. Mind you, as much as she seemed to prefer not to give me any personal space, she wasn't hard to look at - save for the ocean-salty hairdo, she had nice eyes and a nice chin. She was also reading one of my favorite novels.

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