Varying Percentages At Fulton Street Station
Yesterday, cop at the subway by Occupy Wall Street dressed as a hippie. Today, the guy wears plain clothes; i.e. his uniform.
He got two occupiers though, fare-skippers, thoughtful faces hangdog now, betrayed; victory in his stance, scribbling–as he mumbles ‘sorry’–tickets.
Just behind, tourist wedges around the turnstile, card outspent, confused, unseen.
I am telling this 55 word story (minus) title to the G-Man, also to Occupy Wall Streeters who get on the train at the Fulton Street Station, usually with metro cards, but sometimes perhaps without. The station looks abandoned at the bottom entrance; it isn’t.
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