Ok these guys are right but...
It's boring as batshit.
I felt like I was in a coma for a year and this story is how I characterise the area:
I caught the train home one day and the station staff were on strike so the cattle drafting things you go through after putting your ticket in were stuck open. I was reading Brave New World as I walked up the stairs so I was one of the last people up there to the cattle drafting things. I looked up to notice that they were open and then I witnessed the most amazing thing.
All the good and decent St Leonards people walked up to the gates and tried to put their tickets in to be validated but since the machines were off to keep the gate parts open, they had no power to accept peoples tickets.
There was mass but restrained and quiet confusion as people tried to work out the significance of the ticket machines that wouldn't accept tickets until eventually some of them noticed that the little gate 20cm in front of them was actually open and they could just walk through unimpeded.
The first few people went though but the second row of people hit the gates with the same confusion.
"Why isn't this gate accepting my ticket? I have to put the ticket in to open the gate..." etc etc.
Once this row figured it out and went through the people behind had no more problems because they were now following the crowd.
I stood there thinking, "Aldous, you may have been a bipolar drunkard with no more than two good books in you but you really had some amazing moments of clarity."