Thats is all so true... I used to live in NY and lived and died on that subway. I was always armed and ready.. wearing a thick leather jacket to hopefully deflect knife attacks.
I would ride from Fulton to Williamsburg and party at Barbas....then come back at 3 am... or so... and I would feel safe and the train would seem happy and friendly to me...
Hows that Smell though... it has a very special smell ... that I think comes from the greasy black dust...
Please describe the smell of the NY subway... so I know your not making things up.
Ah yes the pigeon that haunts my dreams known to plague many a Harlem bus stop too, tried to bum a cigarette from me once and threatened to cut me when I only had cloves...
Thats is all so true... I used to live in NY and lived and died on that subway. I was always armed and ready.. wearing a thick leather jacket to hopefully deflect knife attacks.
I would ride from Fulton to Williamsburg and party at Barbas....then come back at 3 am... or so... and I would feel safe and the train would seem happy and friendly to me...
Hows that Smell though... it has a very special smell ... that I think comes from the greasy black dust...
Please describe the smell of the NY subway... so I know your not making things up.
i did open this article thinking it would be about subway sandwiches
Would've been just as valid
i was just concerned i was going to have to coming in swinging to defend one of the world’s greatest inventions (foot long)
Ah yes the pigeon that haunts my dreams known to plague many a Harlem bus stop too, tried to bum a cigarette from me once and threatened to cut me when I only had cloves...
Cloves is a party foul when you're on the meat streets and the seedy underground.