A place to talk about New York on Farcaster

waiting for the train for 20 min. it is 1:55 am. it was supposed to come 10 min ago. some dude has been milling about, trying to sell me a pack of marlboros. it's his 4th attempt. his pitch hasn't changed. 

he's getting tired, i feel it. i'm tired too. but until the train arrives, we play our parts.

such is our fate

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the apparition of these faces in the crowd;
petals on a wet, black bough.

Tell hil you don’t smoke

Thanks for’playing