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Boy and Mother On An Escalator
His face just above her own with their two noses touching briefly and both pairs of eyes are closed while I take the stairs beside them. He does not turn to look for the end.
Out of the metro past an ambulance watched by a man with thick eyebrows whose mouth is filled with blood and he ducks his head when our glances meet.
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