an homage to modestmerlin.
the train is 3 blocks away, as opposed to 3 leagues. (it's the clinton-washington c stop.)
i felt as meta-satisfied with the c train finally being 'my' train as i thought i would.
the morning c train clientele is fairly talented. not as talented as the l train denizens, but on the other hand not as contrived and/or annoying.
the whole of the clientele seems to comprise prep-hipsters, yuppies and black schoolchildren. ie, if the obama coalition had a train, this might well be it.
ten year old black girls are hopelessly adorable when six of them on a train bench lean into each others' puffy jackets at parallel sixty degree angles, like books slanted on a shelf. like ny madelines.
they are even cuter when they notice me futilely trying to capture this image with my hardly panoramic cell phone camera.
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What happen to Palm? Is he ever going to make an appearance on your blog again. Is he still selling people's email addresses?
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