I am slightly embarrassed about the fact that I am browsing an online version of Target's weekly circular and envisioning the (relative) bliss of suburban life.
I cannot be blamed for this, since the subway was so crowded that I actually considered resting my head on a stranger's shoulder this morning. I also realized why the part of the platform where we wait for the N/R probably smells like pee every morning-- because PEOPLE ACTUALLY PEE THERE.
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