I'm sure you've all heard stories...and if you live in NYC or another city you've probably experienced a few of your own. Sometimes it's a seemingly normal person cranking out an opera song in the middle of rush hour. Sometimes it's a ragged looking guy licking the subway window. You never know what will happen. This is one of the things that I love about NYC. So here goes...a document of my subway observations. Enjoy. ~Monkeyboy~
What's up with all the girls in the East Village wearing black Chuck Taylors all the damn time?? Seriously, I saw at least 6 girls wearing them this morning...I thought the East Village was supposed to be about originality. That is all.
posted by MR at 10:24 AM
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I like your poems in cerebral excursions. As it appeared that it would not allow comments I'm commenting here.
9:38 PM
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