Damnit, little guy, I love you dearly. This is for you. I never have anything to say. I should stick with subway stories. We were in between the third avenue stop and the first avenue stop.
Air conditioning comes to a sputtering death.
I'm in the last car. The place is packed full of people. We stand there for a while. People begin to shuffle a bit. He's fairly hysterical but obviously trying to remain calm.