Two men with identical black berets sat next to each other on the metro. They had the same shadowed face, the same muted clothing. The same way of looking deferentially at the floor as if they were peasants and the feodal lord was some-where or the factory master. One got off without speaking to each other and I realised they didn't even know each other. They couldn't have looked more like painted workers from a Soviet poster.
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