It was a typical Monday morning, and I was on my way to work, squashed in a crowded train car. The train was packed, and I was sandwiched between a group of rowdy students and a businessman typing away on his phone. As the train lurched forward, I felt a hand brush against my arm, and before I could react, a finger had slipped onto my skin, lingering for a beat too long.
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So, the next time you find yourself in a crowded train, remember: respect others' personal space, or face the consequences. It was a typical Monday morning, and I