I was riding the tram back from a job. It was an auspicious morning until the conductor rousted a comically round, desperately homeless gypsy from the train. He was ticket-less and asleep. When asked to leave the gypsy (whose bulbous stomach poked out beneath his ill fitting sweater) argued in a high-pitched rasp while immediately complying. Yet as soon as the conductor turned his back, the gypsy hopped back on.
This time a small, blond Czech woman started yelling at him from a few rows back and, understanding that she had no power to evict him, he gained courage to agitatedly rasp back until the conductor removed him a second time. Instead of admitting defeat he took the moral high ground and, using the tram platform as a podium, dropped his dirty sweats six inches exposing genitalia which he started shaking violently while rasping intently at the blond.
I didn’t look back but I could hear his cries long after the tram had pulled away.