Toting a duffel bag and groceries, Daniel Paolucci, 51, begins his commute to Manhattan from the southern part of the Gravesend area. As he makes his way to the Neptune Avenue F train station, he stops to reminisce about memorable subway incidents. 438 more words
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It’s a spacious Sunday subway ride, and light fills the car normally packed full of coffee steam and bodies.
A thin young girl, with hair so light she looks ethereal – yellow-white eyebrows and lashes – speaks animatedly about children things, elbows and knees fidgeting on the bench. 98 more words
I imagine he’s a refugee.
His clothes are clean and cared for, but shabby still. I imagine he was a doctor or lawyer before he had to drop everything and flee; now, in the U.S., he shows up for work every day, on time, dressed in these clothes for his job as a taxi driver or parking lot attendant. 281 more words