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My F train sat for 20 minutes at 57th street this morning "due to a disturbance at Canal". I was half an hour late for work. Nobody cares, it's my five bucks lost, but I still feel guilty when it happens.

As we sat there, the guy next to me started informing everyone around him that "it's gonna be like this every morning for the next six months. They're afraid of terrorists so they don't wanna run any trains under the World Trade Center." Hello? Doesn't exist anymore. "They don't know what the fuck they're doin'. This is the war. We're in it for the long haul, folks." And on and on and on. People either nodded or looked uncomfortable. Some both.

Then a dusky-skinned (is that relevant?) guy a sitting a few feet away started getting angry. "You don't know what the fuck you're talking about. Why don't you shut your mouth. You don't have a fucking clue. Motherfucker."

Soon they were both muttering under their breaths to the people around them. The first guy said, "He's one of them."

A woman nearby nodded. "Arabs. I don't know what they're doing here."

The first guy, smugly, "That'll be taken care of soon."

The whole thing gave me chills. It was ugly.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:28 AM | shower me with attention