The other morning when I was getting off the subway train, the doors close, and I see this early-20s apple-shaped (black) woman in a leather jacket and black tights and a gigantic flouncy leopard-skin bow on her head kind of running and kind of prancing down the stairs toward the train, as she's carrying a baby.
Then, the doors open just for her.
As I walked past the conductor's car, he was leaning out the window, and was this stone-faced short 20-something Mexican guy with scraggly facial hair, a nose ring, and many facial piercings.
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