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The dirty white of the subway walls, and the smell of engines like that of the London underground all around. There were groups of many young girls and boys standing around, some blonde and some brunette – two trains passed through before ours. Our train passed through the outskirts of the city, through busy streets, where neon signs glowed bright in the black night, and through heartbroken suburbs until reaching Hurth late, around ten.