Midnight Escapes / December 15 2003

Often times while riding the subway back home, I've wanted to not get off. I always think, "If it goes round and round, I'll end up back here sometime again. I'll get off then. Because then I'll be ready." It's like sightseeing, except you see people. Of all different types, scurrying about. Like if you take the 6 train from the Bronx through Manhattan and into Brooklyn, the dominant skin color changes every few stops. It's a demographic see-saw. I sometimes think the subway was the main reason I came to New York. Who knows.

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