It was getting hot- I was getting hot. Riding the tube commando was both a delicious empowerment and a slow edging torture. Ever since I left home that morning, every light breeze of air, every soft rub against the chair when sitting down and standing up. Bodies pressed against me as the train came to a halt. I was caught off guard by the draft of air as the doors opened and squirmed
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