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People. Everywhere. In the trains. In the malls. In the open.

Sometimes I find it a little scary to go out, defeated by the throngs. It is as if the whole concept of personal space has to be re-defined. Or abandoned. Standing in the train with some stranger literally breathing down your neck. Jostling with everyone else to buy and pay. Wondering, where I can find the place to be myself.

People. Everywhere.

I am allergic to crowds.
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