Changing of the guard on the F.
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After some hectic days, took it easy this morning – kid to school, sat down and ate breakfast, etc… Strolled over to 4th Ave. F stop, got up to platform and SCORE!, F train just about to come into station. BUt wait, why is it just sitting there. I turn and look down platform and lo and behold there is a service train down at the end with a bunch of transit workers milling around, doing this and that. After a few minutes of my platform-mates and I doing the Tennis Match head to up on what was going on, they finally got loaded up on the yellow flatbed car and rolled away, allowing our ride to roll in.
Old hasidic man i sketched for the last few moments of the 3.
Art student’s arguably unsuccessful style fusion between contemporary hipsterism and Spike Lee alter ego Mars Blackmon.
Ladies riding home to Brooklyn, sponsored by Delta.
Glasses matched the F train Sign.
Ended up on same F car but she exited quickly at Bergen so got just a quick pose. Luckily her bench mate sat reading very intently the rest of the way to 4th Ave.
Halfway between Bitchin’ and Fabulous. 3 Train, 4-28-09.
Cozying up against cool metal rails on hot day in a purple tank top. Closest thing you’ll get to refreshing smushed up on the 2 train rush hour.