Welcome to Essex Street station... |
One of the more pleasing sights on the trains... |
Could there be a little romance brewing here, on the J? |
The attraction came mostly from his end; she's digging her lunch! |
And what would Sunday morning be, on the A, without someone sleeping off a wild night? With her handbag not being held by her, no less! |
I tried to wake her up to warn her to hold her bag, but she was out of it. |
Now here's a relaxed, suave fellow... |
Not a care in the world. The right caption here would be: "What, me worry?" |
And, of course, what would this section be, without displaying the latest in homeless couture, the sleepwear of the subway denizen? |
Hey, he looks comfy! |
I don't know if I can say that about this guy, but he's obviously not letting it get in the way of his forty winks... |
This guy is actually sleeping in 42nd Street! |
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