There is always something wonderful about stations. A mid point, beginning or end of someone’s journey. Always interesting moments to be had. I like the light and motion upon the man walking on the left, and the silhouette of the man on the right.
Sometimes something catches your eye. A different viewpoint unintentionally discovered. If that door was at just a slightly different angle I would not have come across this; the layered reflections seemingly superimposed behind the glass of the door.