metro [Theme] Page 4

I feel rebellious cancerous cell in a streamlined and uniform flow of the underground, but to merge with people I have not, and do not want. Don't be afraid, I will put in and out, to multiply into a tumor will not.

People stood and cried
Crumpling the envelope.
One hundred steps of the escalator
Carried it upstairs.
Rose to columns,
To the audience, where light,
People of different inclined
Sailed from metro.
I saw the earth move
From under his feet.
Next sailed on the white set
Marble wreath.

... metro <...> represents the world's greatest reading room.

... you always ride the subway every day. You're there feel like a fish in water, and familiar places gives us the illusion of security.

Imagine what he will have to go to metro, Hugo even timid. It was a world in which, as it seemed, people move in space quite different laws. It was like a journey to another planet.

You now know that almost two thirds of Muscovites in the subway don't feel at ease? And 20-25 percent of people have never do not come. Why? Because the mind is destroyed. Can not stand people. Fear is irrational. Here are interwoven almost all human phobias. Fear of the closed space, fear of becoming infected, fear of falling under the wheels, the fear of becoming a victim... Metro is the embodiment of almost all of our fears.

We sat in the subway on the contrary,
Each took an empty seat.
Find out when we leave,
Smiling and making gestures.
And the girl with us is keeping an eye on,
Not knowing that we are close.
She thinks she only realized now
As people get acquainted with people.

I don't know why, but metro I love. This underworld with its own laws, people, tales and legends. This damp smell is the hum of the trains through the tunnels, these flashing everywhere face. Somehow it all reminds me of my childhood and takes me to a country called "Reverie and Nostalgia". A few million people and lives go into the subway to head to friends, to work, to walk or just to go on these long and droning compositions. Really like the architecture of stations, each station is their own. Stations similar to small States, where lives its own little life.

People who pry into other people's books in the subway, you better know Spanish for dummies, rules of the road and who the murderer is.

Don't know how to explain it, but in the subway, in the tunnel, for you, no matter what the depth, the movement relieves the feeling. But when the movement stops, you begin to choke. And you look up at the ceiling of the car and realize that you have over the head - land, meters, meters.

... to go to subway - it's like to sit in the watch itself. The station is minutes.

Talk to me a bastard.
Hello morning, Hello.
I'm coming to the end station,
Jacket gray fingers.
The spring.
Spring blue eyes, beautiful legs.
A year without sleep makes you be strong.
The unbearable lightness of being.
Eternal music revolves.
Spinning the earth under their feet.
A cold cure people
Hiding from the wind lips.
The spring.

New yorkto who do not travel by metro, you can't trust.

The Moscow authorities decided that during peak hours to increase the speed of the escalators up to 80 km per hour.