Train.
here in front of me sat a man.
I have some nervous disorder, which I do not know but I know I can not sit still. Moves. It moves in spurts. And his eyes are calm, only the body rebels.
Just to be honest ... their physical uneasiness makes me a bit of anxiety.
course, this is my problem. But I thought that if they lend it to my MP3 player, you would not know his problem anymore. I, when I listen to music, I move a lot more of him and so much more syncopated.
Then I thought maybe he did not need my music. He already has his. His body responds to stimuli unstoppable and incomprehensible.
He is the man with the music inside.
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