I wrote a story for this anthology.
It's called, Hauptbahnhof, and it's about a station in Berlin.
"I know what you are thinking.
But it is possible to sleep on the station.
If you don't look like a tramp, if you change your clothes with reasonable regularity, above all if you look like you are waiting for someone.
I have perfected the waiting look.
After all, even if I am no longer sure whether I am waiting, or whether I only wish to appear to be waiting, it is my responsibility not to cause a 'situation', an incident. It is my responsibility to protect the people who pass through the station from the sight of a woman alone who is not waiting for anyone. Although, of course, I am..."