Strange woman who was filing her nails while waiting for the train to come. She had half a dozen pink curlers in her hair; an arm stacked with bangles from wrist to elbow; wore shades in the dark tunnel and had a sausage-like red lip. Intense.
An Italian mother-daughter couple were giggling behind my back, watching me frantically sketching her, as discreetly as I can. It was the heights of London Olympics and insane crowds - ah, memories.
(Metro station, London, UK)