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I was on the Red Line Subway in Chicago this morning, on my way to collect my wallet.

I was stood near the doors as most of the seating was full, but I noticed a Mexican looking man sleeping in a nearby seat with his head swaying around. Suddenly as we approached a station he started screaming in his sleep – a real high-pitched wail too! The doors opened in the station and everyone who was sat nearby bolted for the doors, leaving the man sat all alone with me stood closest.

At the next station the man seemed to have settled back into his sleep, a guy got on the train and sat behind the sleeping Mexican. As the doors began to close and the automated voice said “Next stop: Lake Street” the Mexican jumped to his feet with his eyes shut and with no chance of making it before the doors closed, walked straight into a metal pole. The young guy who’d just got on the train burst out laughing as I took in a lung full of air through my teeth and whispered “Ouch…”

The Mexican simply slumped back to sleep in the seat beside the pole… I got off at the next station, who knows what wonders happened on the rest of that magical ride!? I will never know…