Why is the red line always packed at 11:30pm on Monday nights? It is weird. What are all those people doing on the train at that time?
Why do random people on the train ask me who my historical boyfriend is? I guess it's a good question, one worth thinking about. I have no idea who to choose! Who's your choice?
Why do the cab drivers honk and wave at me? A serious, friendly wave! I am afraid I stared stupidly at the cab thinking "What is wrong with him? I don't know any cab drivers!
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