I was crammed into the subway seats of Rebibbia's B line, with an unfriendly expression on my face and a frown, emanating a mysterious and hostile vibe. I planned, as usual, to graffiti the subway cars as soon as all the other passengers got off at the last station and left me alone to nail my art in peace. I look at you sideways, with a gloomy and indifferent look, and without addressing you a single word