Saturday Night Training
March 13, 2018
So much space, so many seats, why be cheap – you’ve all piled into one steaming heap. Squeezed between the arms of the patriarchy, you compete, you writhe, bluffing your pride. Smacking lips, narrowing eyes – they may as well be blind. Blocky, cold – she bristles beneath the gaze, alert to the empty train. … More Saturday Night Training