There's a strange choreography we all know by heart.
Eyes up, tracking the floor numbers. Bodies angled just enough to avoid contact. A shared, unspoken agreement: no eye contact, no small talk, no acknowledgment that we're all breathing the same cramped air.
It's one of the few places in the city where strangers stand closer than friends do — yet pretend to be completely alone.
🔹 We shuffle to make room without a word
🔹 We let others off first, instinctively
🔹 We study our phones like they hold the secrets of the universe
🔹 We hold the door, but rarely hold a conversation
Maybe it's not coldness — maybe it's
urban etiquette, a quiet respect for personal space in a place where there is none.✨ A tiny ritual of coexistence, repeated a hundred times a day, by people who will never speak.
👉 Do you break the silence, or guard it?
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