Wednesday, October 19, 2005

7 Train

Tweaked out white guy swings himself into the seat across from mine, where I'm sitting with my backpack and bags. I avoid eye contact but he makes conversation: "Going on vacation?" um..no. "Business?" No, I'm coming back. "Oh, welcome home. You do look jetlagged." oh yes I do. so tired.
Welcome Home. It's not strictly true, not yet - but by virtue of saying it it might have become true. A strange city, this.

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