Strangers: On a Train & Getting Off

On a Train: A woman, alone and inhibited, finds herself at the mercy of a strange man. She’s in the middle of a crowded train. A cold window presses against her face and the stranger’s warm hand moves up her thigh. She’s overwhelmed and excited by the force of her own depravity as she craves - hell, pleads for - the rapture of the man’s illicit touch.

Getting Off: They think I can’t see them, but I do. I think that trains are the perfect place to see all levels of human depravity. And, if you look closely enough, you get to see something really special. The beautiful woman. The powerful man. We’re all riding this train of shared humanity together and, trust me, I’m just as depraved as they are.