Between Truth and LiesUma was married, around thirty-eight years old. A free-spirited woman. Her husband worked out of town and visited only occasionally each month. In truth, she was living her life alone. Every day, she took the 8 a.m. local train to work and returned on the 8 p.m. one. Along the way, she met fellow up-down commuters living similar lives, chatting and smiling—that was her existence. There was no one at home to talk to; the real conversations happened on the train. Work was just work; life pulsed in the local train. Here, people shared