U-Bahn

So this very thin lady stumbles onto the U-Bahn at Pratersten, hands shaking, eyes glassy and half-closed. The train is crowded, and she's moving very gingerly, as if the floor won't last through her next step. Finally, she plops down on the floor, puts her chin to her chest and nods there for a while. Everyone catches glimpses of her when they can. As soon as we hit Schwedenplatz, and the train empties out a bit, she does the all-four-limbs-in-contact-with-something spider crawl into a seat. I expect her to nod again, but instead she reaches into her coat and pulls out a very beautiful rabbit, tucks the furry friend under her arm, bends her head toward it and begins to scratch it between it's rather short ears with her long nails.