| Attempting to focus on my crossword, I frowned furiously at it, craning my neck over and down, so as to ensure that I could no longer smile or be smiled at by anyone. The less it worked the more I tried, and I certainly wasn't getting anywhere with the crossword either. The carriages on the Jubilee line of the London Underground seat 48 people and have standing room for as many as care to fit. If you are sitting in a largely empty carriage and 200 Americans get on, all at once, it is not going to be something you miss. They were all together, some kind of tour party on a night out, yelling, screaming, flirting, moaning, engaging in various other forms of more or less meaningful interaction and generally filling the carriage to above capacity. I *had* to look up.
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