line a
makes you feel like a ghost in a boat sunk
windows at the elbow level like in line e, but made of dark
wood, well preserved, its brooch security made of leather
in a blacksmithing base, all like a middle age carriage...so
what? really, that´s like it seems...material once again
telling me wasn´t a touristic zone through the train was
running...even when the natural conserved material
should make the train worthy of exposure.
In a square, four emblematic personages, the typical italian
factions face, thin and small body, languid and negligible
eyes of a woman, dressed in a very ordinary way...next to
her, a twelve old age boy, curls on the neck, was slept,
open mouth, dressed with converse, scarf, piped jeans,
with paired jackets....the third personage, had some native
profile, with his red morral at shoulder; and in the last seat,
a handsome face, dressed like a footballer in his free
time....better described, was like another argentine soccer
fan.
Hanging of the roof the same funny rounded and yellowed
lamps wich were installed too in line E subway train; steel
hoop´s support, attached of the roof through dirty canvas
straps set with nuts, canvas dirty for time of use.
This time wasn´t nostalgia but a strange feeling of traveling
in a subway museum train, but more like a ghost cause
people were traveling with serious faces, going to work.
