Subway systems are seldom more than a grey way of transporting yourself from A to B and occasionally stories are told to you there, from the bottom of society.
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– I’m going to lay down in the grave soon.
– Oh…(?)
– I’m sixty-five and an alcoholic. I’m trying to cut down on it.
– That’s good…
– I met a man that was 89 today. That’s really old.. How old are you?
– 26…
– I try to stop drinking but it’s so hard to stop when I’m so depressed every day. You now, my son threw imself infront of the train a year ago. He was 14, he said and walked away.