
The little man who just got his ticket for the metro--He is small and takes up about only three fourths of the doorway. He wears a small hat, with a small rim made out of brown felt. It has a bright colored ribbon meant to make it look special. Many years show in his wrinkled face and his large ears stick out under his hat. A soft unfathomable expression made by his mouth, and you can see the concern that lies in his brow. The brow on his small face that rests directly on top of a short pair of shoulders. His chin is tucked into a prim collar and tie that are wearing hues of brown, yellow amd mauves. Rapped quite snuggly around him is a brown corduroy jacket. It looks nice with the contrast of the tie underneath it. In his old hands lie his ticket for travel. They look weak, as though they'd be left there to hang limp if someone were to grab it. This man's top half seems to almost balance on top of his dark, khaki pants. Now if you look back to his face, you can tell by his eyes that he is confused, tired and slightly surprised.