Two men – or one?

This co-incidence of two men was on the Budapest Metro – one crushed by life, one, free and open with his partner , descends to pass through the underground where the other spends his life.  They look as though they are the same man – or brothers.  We , or the man descending, might have the sense to say, “There but for the grace of God go I.”  Two red arrows point up their encounter – and mine.