Fastna inte i dörren, det gör ont och folk tittar på dig.

Where does the smoke go?
Only the person producing it is concerned.

Some people throw trash in the street.
Other people have to clean it up.

It's painful to get caught between the closing doors.
Even more so are the eyes of those looking at you.

The sparks blew off. Luckily, they were stopped by my sleeve.

I offered my seat to someone on the train.
It didn't cost anything, but delighted someone.

Your seat should only be as wide as your bottom,
not he widht of your spread legs.

Man skulle kunna tro att man befinner sig i Kina, men skyltarna ovan sitter inuti Tokyos pendeltåg. Uppmaningar om vad man borde och inte borde göra kanske är bra för stadens invånare, och dessutom dess turister. Det är ju så coolt, ironi och humor på en gång. Kanske en reklamkampanj i enlighet med denna hemma i Götet snart....