Looting (4 of 9): First post-looting subway ride.

My first subway commute after the looting was odd, at best.

This (shaky-looking) (thin) (out-of-it) black guy came on the train at like noon, and went to the end of the car and lit up a cigarette to smoke, at like noon.

Me and some other people switched cars, and then this (late teens? early 20s?) (black) guy with dreads walked through the car and ripped off these official taped-up posters about wearing masks as a precautionary measure to protect yourself and other passengers, that the subway agency had put up.

A few stops later, these (like mid teens?) (black) kids without masks, one boy and one girl, both skinny and with looks on their faces like they were getting away with something, come on and are way too close to each other like they had just started sleeping together, and they walk through the car and then pass through to another car through the between-car doorway that no-one is supposed to go through.

All this, like at noon, on a decently full car full of quietish people wearing masks.

Such weird energy.