Do we hurry by, giving only an embarrassed side-long glance?

The train had just pulled away from the stop when I heard, and then saw, this man walking down the tracks in the direction of the rapidly departing train. He stood in the middle of the tracks, shouting obscenities and curses because he had been thrown off the train. Moments later, he was sitting on the benches on the other side of the stop, awaiting the next train to take him in the opposite direction.