Paddle

Watch the young woman in the the short sleeved shirt with the yellow collar spread a rose-coloured paste onto bread rolls. Bread rolls that have been cut through the middle. She is using a plastic paddle to do this. The journey to the cafe was the same as every day, the morning grey, just before sunrise. Then standing in the queue, waiting your turn. And then the request for a cup of coffee, the two stamps left on the little card. Then the seat in the cafe, looking at the woman making sandwich rolls. Now she is spreading butter on different rolls, then placing salad leaves onto each one. Then other things, cheese, fish, or maybe salami. All these things that will be sold during the day.It is six, leave the waiting room, carry the still-full cup of coffee to the platforms. In the underpass a group of Jehovah's witnesses are trying to get rid of their pamphlets. Nobody stops, everyone is in a hurry, It is good that they are the only ones trying to sell their religion here, any more would be crowded. climb the stairs to the platform.
The train is just coming in, moving slowly.  It will couple with the train already in the station, and the two will form one big Train, and continue the journey to Munich that way.
Watch the people in the station follow the slowly moving train, walking along, trying to be opposite a door when the train stops, so as to be able to get on board and earlier and to enjoy a free choice of seats. They are like mourners at a funeral, following the coffin.

stops, the doors open. People get out, stern faced and rush for the stairwell. Then the people now waiting on either side of the door enter move into the carriage and frantically search for seating.
Find a seat opposite a young man, overweight, headphones, and a beard. The headphones have a small blue light on them, a light that blinks steadily. They call that "Bluetooth", a brand name. And the young police woman opposite, typing  text into a laptop computer. she is probably on her way to work.