rush hour. lots of people. lots of smooshing. lots of bumpy train traffic. i was standing right above a man sitting and reading a book. i raised my arm to scratch my head and accidentally punched the guy's book into his face.
the guy didn't even flinch. it was like clockwork. he lowered his book away from his face and kept reading. i apologized for punching him in the face, but he didn't even acknowledge me or the fact that i had punched him. it was amazing. i love new york.
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