Love in a mask................(jk)

There is a boy with a spiderman mask in the  Moscow metro. He sits perched on the edge of his seat clutching his plastic sword, watching the Russians in their usual deep metro slumber. The boy feels the thrill of being different, standing out in his disguise, of being a superhero in the land of grey chameleons. The preying mantis can change his colour to blend in with his background, for survival. So can the Russian. Grey is the best colour to blend in with despair and humility. And here is our boy in his bright red spiderman mask, a bright red ship on a sea of grey. He watches them. They can hide themselves from each other, but they can't hide from spiderman.