This post was originally on cityscape junction.

I took it down for a little while so Mr. Higgs (of bright stupid confetti) can finalize the set up of that blog.

I also took it down because I captured the image with my cell phone and I do not like the resolution of the image.

So, I bring it here for you, Ladies and Gentlemen.

Enjoy.
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I was standing near the edge of the platform at the 42nd St. Station.

This gentleman came up behind me, put his hands on my shoulders, and guided me away from the edge of the platform.

He then proceeded to tell about how a friend of
his died by falling onto the tracks.

He was slightly inebriated and deaf.

He also asked for a dollar.

Which I gave him.