Wednesday morning, a typical Dutch mini-summer has set in again yesterday, yet there's still a bit of refreshing crispness in the air. In half an hour it may be gone, it might not be back tomorrow.
A fat woman is sitting on a fold-down seat in the 'balcony' area between two compartiments of the train. Her crutch is leaning against a wall, underneath that says "Priority" to wheelchair users.
Her ticket has already been checked by the conductor who came by a few minutes ago. The people she can see in the compartinents are all facing away from her.
She rummages in her purse and pulls out a small spray can. She aims it at her wrists and her neck below the ears. Then more rummaging. Replacing the canister is a bigger one now and she lifts her shirt.