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ected, was full. There were dirty 1 on the wall, and the tattered(撕碎) magazines on the table 2 a great pile of waste paper. I took my seat and decided to 3 the time watching people around me.A young man beside me was turning over the 4 of a magazine quickly and nervously. It was 5 to understand what he was looking at for every three minutes or so he would 6 the magazine on to the table, seize 7 , and sink back into his 8 . Opposite me there was a young mother who was trying to keep her son from 9 . The boy had clearly grown tired of 10 . He had placed an ashtray on the floor and was making plane sounds as he waved a pencil in his hand. Near him an old man was fast 11 , and the boy’s mother was afraid 12 sooner or later her son would 13 the gentleman. At the same time the 14 man next to me kept sighing(嘆氣) loudly. At last he got up, walked towards the door and began 15 the pictures on the wall. Soon growing 16 , he snatched(抓起) one magazine out of the bottom of the pile and dropped tiredly into a chair. Even the boy had bee quiet and was sleeping in her mother’s arms.There was a plete 17 in the room as the door opened a