The space is small and smells like a cologne that must have lingered from the last person to enter these moving doors. There are numbers, letters and other signs on the left hand that can be pressed.
I choose one and the "button" lights up causing the doors to close. I brace my self as the space begins to move. The numbers on the top start to rise... 2, 3, 4, 5.
Suddenly we stop, the doors open to the outside.
I quickly leave the small space to go on to my next destination.
Sunday, September 19, 2010
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