We pulled into a station, and I was vaguely aware of being told to keep my belongings with me at all times, and that CCTV was in use throughout the train for my safety and security.
And, for whatever reason, it suddenly hit me that I was miles under London's surface, travelling through underground tunnels on this electrical transit system with digitalised displays and a disembodied voice announcing where I was, and where I would next be, and where I'd end up if I dared to fall asleep and miss my stop, and that yes, I was being watched, my every move being scrutinised, for safety and security purposes, much like George Orwell had predicted some 63 years ago.
And I realised that, despite the absence of hoverboards, I am very much in The Future.
(Or, you know, The Present, as we now like to call it.)
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And I realised that, despite the absence of hoverboards, I am very much in The Future.
(Or, you know, The Present, as we now like to call it.)