Notes from the Underground

Everyone who rides the New York City subway for the first time must think about the horror of falling off the platform onto the tracks. The distance is probably less than five feet but the result would be the same as falling off a mountain cliff.

1/9 subway stop on 79th St.

But after a while you don't think about it anymore, maybe once or twice when a subway pusher comes along or someone actually falls in. And rather you wish that you could ignore the sour smell of urine roasting on concrete and cramming into overcrowded cars between other people's sweaty armpits.

This is the forty minutes of my everyday that I'll probably never remember