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June 21, 2008
She fixed her eyes on an advertisement across the passage, and ignored the man for the rest of the journey.

Her companion was difficult to notice at first; the woman seemed to have absorbed all colour from her surroundings, leaving him only greys and light, shy blues. Stocky and shorter than her by a head, he stressed his manliness and authority with a padded motorbike jacket and shortly clipped, mousy hair. He stood in front of her, legs wide apart in a pair of military trousers and heavy boots. Both of them rocked gently with the movement of the train.