Chapter 11 passenger

I stood at the end of the tram, uncertain of my place in the world; in the city, and in my house.By the way, I can't say what I want in a certain area.We admit, that's the way it is.I'm standing at the end of the tram, as if I'm tied to this rope, let the car carry me, people dodge the car, or go their own way, walk silently, or rest in front of the window - no one asks me .None of that mattered, though. The car was about to reach a stop, and a girl approached the steps, ready to get off.I see her very clearly, it seems that I have been in contact with her.She was wearing a black dress, the hem of the skirt barely moved, the blouse was tight, and the white pointed collar had fine mesh, her left hand rested on the car body, supporting her flat, and the umbrella in her right hand stood on the second step.Her face is brown.Nose pressure is small, forming a bulbous nose.She has ample brown hair with fine strands bobbing a little over her right cheekbone, and as I stand very close to her, I can see her ears are compact, and I can see the entirety of her right ear vortex The back, and the shadow of the base of the ear.

I asked myself why she wasn't surprised by this and kept her mouth shut.