Fall Down Report:
(Submitted to me last week)
The hour is rush as I emerge from the underground rail we call the Metro. Termini station is the hub of transition of millions of people jostling for position on the way to their daily toil. For those who who have the time, escalators are the chosen form of gaining or descending elevation in the station labyrinth. That said there are those who brave the perils of the stairs for one reason or another.
This is the story of a woman, 60 perhaps, stout, wobbly, rubbery. As she descends, she is on the verge of the final step when she is overtaken by a tardy business woman, moving swiftly for a lady in a power suit and heels. Her stride is not broken, however slight incidental contact from her hip to a chubby elbow transfers just enough momentum for inertia to take hold. The energy rippled and cascaded causing the poor overweight woman to pivot on her only foot still firmly planted on the last step.
Her desperate grasp for the railing are futile as she 360 pirouettes into what would have been a face plant had her ample waist not impacted first and propped into an embarrassing beached whale. The sound that resulted was the equivalent to that of a falling watermelon onto white marble slabs.
She winced.
Author: Kilo
Date: October, 2011
Location: Rome, Italy
Victim: Elderly Woman
Witnesses: ~40
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