On a Hot Day In a Hot Ny Subway Train

fixed dreaming eyes heading towards long iland. the sitting lady:- i like your shoes, they must be comfortable. the standing lady:- they are. how about yours? & looks down at the lady with the pink shoes. - mine sweat, &smell like strawberries. the lady with the pink crocs takes photos of other people's shoes, suddenly jumps like bitten by a snake screaming - open the door, open the door, i go the other way.