Anyone who has ever spent much time on the subway will understand that life underground is not drastically different from life above ground; almost anything that people will do at home, they will also do on the subway. This includes — but is by no means limited to — eating, sleeping, listening to music, arguing with family members, personal grooming/getting dressed. You get the idea. And anyone familiar with New York City’s L train will probably agree with me that it’s the equivalent of a traveling literary society, full of people trying to impress one another by reading books by Molière and Pascal and Bentham. If you’re into Twilight, the L train is not for you.
But if you’re into photography, you may find the subway to be a paradise of sorts where, in spite of the confined space, life happens unabated.
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