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She is hurrying across the floor, eager to get to the escalator. People are ambling towards it, slow, talking, laughing with their partners, without a care in the world. She wants to scream at them, "Get out of my way. I need to board the escalator’". When she manages to get a leg up, most people on the steps are holding hands, blocking her way up. She swallows her frustration and saying, "Excuse me", every second, manages to sidestep and reach the top. She rushes off the...