Gross, slushy, sleety, trip to midtown. Fall was taking one last opportunity to shit all over us.
Had to let the 1st train go at 53rd 5th ave station, said goodbye to these folks waiting for V as I boarded the E.
One stop to catch Brooklyn train at 7th ave.
Two Russian ladies talking. Thought her hat was gonna birth Mothra. It had sparklies on it too...
At 4pm B car already packed with platforms running deep, people fleeing the inclement yet
not disaster movie weather.
Things, as usual mellower on the R.