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February 03, 2006
Fugghedabotit -- hear me now!
Been on a NYC subway lately? It's not your father's IRT but it's still on the map as one of the sure fire places to inhale the stench of stale (hopefully) urine; and it's riddled with service that's Atlas Shrugs-ian, rising fares, service cuts, maintenance problems, an antiquated infratructure, etc. Many stations are filthy and the P.A. system is useless.
Now, riders will contend with braindead cell phone yammerings regarding the kinds of things that, for the duration of human existence until 2006, were considered non-essential while riding the subway. Granted, a cell signal would be lovely in the event of the occasional subway disaster but the relative calm of the commute home will soon be shattered -- count me among the "just shut up already" camp.
Posted by bill at February 3, 2006 05:15 PM
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