On the train a few mornings ago: tall black guy in maybe his early 30s leaning up against the center pole, crowded morning train. In preppy clothes. Wearing headphones. He’s intoning:

Fuck bitches, fuck bitches.
Get money, get money.

Obviously singing along with something.

After I got off the train, I walked the smelly gingko-lined road to school thinking and thinking of this.

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