New York, I Love You But You’re Bringing Me Down
A great NYC story waiting for the subway late at night with a bunch of strangers:
After a few minutes a very tall girl with long brown hair […] broke social convention, turned to her fellow benchmates, and said, “My God, wasn’t today beautiful.” At first she just got a few quiet affirmations,”yeah, gorgeous”, “best day yet” etc, but then a young woman in a business suit again broke social convention and revealed personal information: “It was so nice, when I woke up I decided I didn’t want to feel miserable about anything, and broke up with my boyfriend. I ditched him at 7:30 in the morning. He didn’t know what hit him.”
I miss a lot about NYC; particularly riding the subways and how there are still lots of interesting people out at all hours of the night.
(Link via Kottke, post title inspired by LCD Soundsystem.)