Into the subway car. I only gave him 75 because I'm not sure if hernias can cripple your right leg. Those two guys are British. And so on. This never happens.
Nobody gives a damn.
Come stay at my house. What all this boils down to is that while you're in a foreign country, you can be absolutely anything or anyone you wish to be. The problem for me is, I don't want to be anyone - I want to be someone. I want to be me. And in New York City, that's hard.