Everybody takes the train.

Even devils, princesses, heroes, flappers, spacemen, boxers, giant scissors, and ghouls. We got off the six train at 28th last night and as we walked down the platform the departing train’s windows flickered past us with, embedded among dark jackets, the feathers, gold lame, purple hair and red nylon of the costumed. Later, a pharaoh gathered up his robes to climb the stairs at Bleecker Street while Dorothy Gale hugged a penguin.


One thought on “Everybody takes the train.

  1. Ellen Mandel says:

    So true! And they also walk around on the sidewalks and in the streets of our fabulous little city!

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