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The train's hum is her symphony, her fingers her orchestra, as she conducts a private concert in the midst of strangers. Her body responds to the risk, her heart pounding in her ears, her breath hot on the cool glass. She's a voyeur's dream, her tattooed skin and piercings a stark contrast to her innocent face, her pleasure building with each stop, each passenger boarding and disembarking, none the wiser to her secret symphony.