I got on the subway at 68th street yesterday and as the door closed and everyone in the car settled into their positions sitting or standing and holding onto the rails with one hand, while scrolling down the screens of their devices with the other or listening to whatever was playing in their headphones, a man took to the center of the car and told ever…
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