SUBWAY DOUCHERY : Who needs personal space?
Don’t you worry, Excessively Attractive Eastern European Lady Speaking a Language That is Equal Parts Hypnotic and Unintelligible, you can lean on me for as long as you’d like to look at the subway map behind me. I’m not even a real person, I’m just the American representation of “Guy on Train, Reading Dean Koontz” that you’ll see later on today at MoMa.
I understand that you are from another country where personal space ended with the fall Communism. You and your husband*, both of whom are straddling my leg with a gigantic Canon Camera lens inches from my nose, are lost in the great New York City underground on a quest for culture and American blue jeans! Go forth, and treat my city as an intriguing vacation destination, and worry not about how wildly uncomfortable I am within this sudden forced threesome!
*Husband not pictured.
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