The alternating sips, booming beats and vowels are very much to my liking.
The polite, quiet conversing mixed with the unconsciously impolite loud music and the quick little slurps is music to my ears.
Three very unlike things are meshed together to create something I find very interesting. It is unlike any other combination of noises out there.
I decide to give this tune a name.
The Subway Symphony.
“This is 59th Street. Next stop: 50th Street. Please stand clear of the closing doors.”
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The Subway Symphony
Подростковая литератураSome people may not think very much of the New York subway. Maybe to most it is dirty, loud and a place where people show complete disregard towards personal space. To this unnamed observer, it is quite something else; a symphony.
