As usual
Yesterday afternoon I went shopping. When I step off the train on my way home, I noticed 3 young men holding full of grocery plastic bags on both hands standing at the right most lane as if waiting for all the off load passengers to pass out of the exit gate. I used to dilly dally in exiting and trying to figure if my hunch that if their kind would just pass out of the gate without paying . In the past there were Filipino-looking, Chinese-looking. The ones yesterday could be Vietnamese or Thailand. Twice in the past I did my share of giving these observation at the nearest station staff. I've just given up. And several meters outside the station, I heard the familiar sound. The sound that the exit gates emit when someone is dodging his fare. Then I felt like just like the song "Let it be".
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Thanks for being my first. And for your very rare appearance