Right outside my building I see Ezra F. He says hello and I cross the street, on my way to the subway. When I reach Overlook, I look back towards 187th and I can see Ruthie W. walking with her husband.
The platform is packed. Marc R. is here and nods to me; I say hello and continue walking, through a myriad of people, towards my spot. Passing Kara G. I wave, and she smiles in return. Jon E. is standing near my spot when I reach it.
An A train comes and goes without stopping. There are numerous announcements about mechanical delays on the A line as the station continues to fill with impatient passengers. When another train finally arrives it is already packed with people and I spend the ride squashed between a small man of questionable scent and the very large purse of a woman.
1 comments:
that walk and talk is the weirdest thing ever. i challenge someone to do it and tell me what it does to their relationship.
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