Victoria Station is worse than ever. In the rush hour the crowds shuffle through entrances in columns of eight or ten people wide in and out of the station. Ten minutes of that is enough to create a yearning for a bit of open space or isolation and a respite from the constant bumping and jostling.

And in that is one of the most poignant conundrums of the city.

Crowds of people desperate for space and privacy and yet as individuals lonely and yearning for fellowship.

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