Six Subway Rides

It is not given to everyone to take a bath in the multitude; to enjoy the crowd is an art . . . That man who can easily wed the crowd knows a feverish enjoyment which will be eternally denied to the egoist, shut up like a trunk, and to the lazy man, imprisoned like […]

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Sometimes You Are the Crazy Person on the Subway

The little girl in the stroller was eating pizza. Her mother was feeding it to her from a white paper bag. The pizza was cold and the cheese had congealed, but the little girl made happy noises with every bite. I was in a foul mood, one nostril inexplicably stuffed up, eyes itching from the […]

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