* JuanMapu - Vida en Nueva York

NYC Subway, the livest metallic creature on Earth.

We all know there is always something sudden in a ride. And what about unforgettable rides. Once I lifted my ahead and look around I noticed the train was very Latino, mostly Puerto Rican. Family people, some of them carrying babies; there was an elder couple talking a little bit loud. Once I noticed the Latin majority I could not help thinking on the possibility of having a whole car speaking Spanish, which is what happened afterwards. It was a smooth ride until a couple of junkies got on. The guy was panicking and the girl was in complete desperation, trying to find a bag of sugar to stop that sort of attack. And here came my Spanish train:

"Están locos," said the lady in front of me.
"Cuando no tienen droga lo que piden es azúcar, ese carajo no tiene nada", said the husband and father of a little girl, two seats away.
"Voy a avisarle al chofer," proposed the elder man.

The conductor came to see if the junkie were ok. He tried to be ok. For the good of his girlfriend and the commuters, he behaved ok.

The ride resumed. "Viste que ahí sino tenía nada," said the husband and father.

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Whatever is happening in Iran sounds terrible but the New York Times pressure over president Obama is non-sense too and a black man is pissed about it. This is the subway chat, Train A Uptown, around Fulton Street Station:

"Don't blame the president you coward...take your stinky ass there and stop that thing yourself!"

He got off in West 4 Street. His substitute was a trumpetist who played some tunes over a recorded track. He was less trouble and committed, but somehow soothed the A Train Uptown.