The Last Time I was On the Subway

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The Last Time I was On the Subway

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I took this picture the last day I rode the subway. I didn't know it would be the last day, and it looks like I was trying to get a shot of some weird bug on the A train sign. I've taken the train nearly every work day since 2010, but that's over--at least for now. I haven't been on a train on four months, and I don't know when I will again.
I love the subway. I come from the midwest, so even during NYC's Summer of Hell, I still marvel at functioning mass transit. Being separate from the train is disorienting. The rhythm of my day is gone. The two hours of boredom, introspection, wrapped safely in a swaying metal tube. Gone. I'm not sure I will ever feel as safe as I used to on the subway, whenever I start riding again.
I think about what the subway will become, if things stay as they are. If office workers don't need to commute, is the subway still the lifeblood of the city? What is New York, without a skeleton of cement tubes?

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This item was submitted on July 7, 2020 by Max Eddy using the form “Share Your Story” on the site “A Journal of the Plague Year”:

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