The rush hour
is that time of the day where practically everybody, from workers to students
rush home from a long, tiring boring day at work or at school. On many Mass
Rapid Transits(MRTs), one could actually feel the tension in the air as
commuters gritted their teeth and squeeze into the carriages, literally rubbing
shoulders with strangers they did not know. The more fortunate of these would
be able to obtain a seat and proceed to either fall asleep with a worried frown
upon their face, or stare into space. I always hated it whenever I had to squeeze
myself in a crowed train. How I wish MRT trains will not be as pack as sardines
during the rush hour.
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