Moving into the subway I was pushed along by the milling salt-and-pepper mob, seized in the back by a burly, blue uniformed attendant the size of Supercargo, and crammed,bags and all, into a train that was so crowded that everyone seemed to stand with his had back and his eyes bulging...
Then the door banged behind me and I was crushed against a huge woman in black who shook her head and smiled while I stared with horror at a large mole that arose out of the oily whiteness of her skin like a black mountain sweeping out of a rainwet plain.
I wanted desperately to raise my hands to show her that it was against my will. I kept expecting her to scream, until finally the car lurched and I was able to free my left arm.
The train seemed to plunge downhill now, only to lunge to a stop that shot me out upon a platform feeling like something regurgitated from the belly of a frantic whale.