I was at the University train station today. I don't remember it ever being so eerie before. There were moths down there, for God's sake, in the middle of the afternoon. I wouldn't have been surprised if rats, snakes and bats started appearing from down the tunnel.
Has anybody else noticed how going down the six-or-so sets of stairs to the platform feels like you're going to hell? A hell reserved for yuppies, metrosexuals, and people fashionable to wear their big Dolce & Gabanna sunglasses underground. Walking down those creepy horror-movie stairs made me want to scream out my sinful confessions left and right.