The train is packed, all of us shoved up against one-another.
"Excuse me, is that the latest book by so-and-so?" the woman at my left elbow says shyly.
"Yeah," the guy at my shoulder replies, a little shy himself, "it's really good."
There's a short silence after they've established these facts, then, hesitantly, "Well, sorry to bother you."
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