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The Tao Of The G
I have seen people do a number of things while riding in or waiting for the subway over the years. In addition to more pedestrian pursuits (READ: sleeping, making out, vomiting, etc.), I have witnessed men and women alike clipping their toenails. On more than one occasion. These folks have something I simply do not possess: the ability to feel right at home in the subterranean innards of our city. Any given subway platform might as well be their living room (or bedroom). Speaking as someone who does her best simply not to TOUCH anything in the subway system (and carries a container of baby wipes in the event she does) I find this phenomenon fascinating.
Which brings me to this guy I saw on the Smith – 9th bound platform of the G at Metropolitan Avenue this weekend.
Mister Heather thought I was laughing at this chap. This is not so. What I felt was something more akin to envy. He has clearly achieved a comfort level with the G train I have yet to attain.
Stiff and unbending is the principle of death.
Gentle and yielding is the principle of life.
Patience is the foremost precept of Crosstown Local consciousness. Learn it, live it, love it.
Miss Heather
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bitchcakes on
Mon, 29th Sep 2008 2:30 pm
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d on
Mon, 29th Sep 2008 9:26 pm
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kgregory on
Sat, 11th Oct 2008 5:56 pm
Oh my god, I’m choking on my salad- that was hilarious!!! “The Mr Miyagi of the crosstown local”!!
Maybe this is a little cliche, but – well done, young grasshopper!
He also is a real sweetheart who plays great, deeply weird songs on his ukelele and/or banjo.
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