Ruffled Feathers in the Czech Republic
August 3rd 2012 The scruffy, middle aged man in a makeshift uniform of blue vest and trousers asks for my ticket, which I hand over obediently.
His face remains expressionless, “Passport?”
Though I comply automatically, I knew this was not being asked of the other metro passengers passing through… Allie hands her passport over too.
“This ticket is expired. You must pay a fine of 800 crowns each,” is
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