Melissa Kite Melissa Kite

Was the maskless man in my carriage dying of Covid?

I tried to enlist the help of the conductor but he said there was nothing he could do

Sitting on the worn red upholstery of the South Western train to Guildford, I stared daggers at the man hunched double in his seat. Credit: Sterling750 
issue 12 September 2020

A man without a mask appeared to be dying of Covid, or something quite like it, on the London to Guildford train.

Hunched double in his seat across the aisle, he groaned as he coughed, gasped as he sneezed, and sniffed as a way of clearing the mess because he hadn’t got a tissue.

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