In Paris, musicians who play in the Métro stations have to audition and earn a license to play, so the music in the stations is quite good. Then there's the gypsies who board the trains, sing, play the acordion, and walk down the aisle of the train harassing passengers for money...grrrrrrrrrr..........
Lots of gleaming and hardness. I really like this one, feel like I'm there. But also the claustrophobia and, as a couple of people have said, each in his own world.
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Crazy is one man's opinion, no?
He's just spreadin' the love.
So Ken, what did he sing?
I know what you mean. However, some of the musicians in the stations are quite good ... some, I said -:)
Forget the singing, that car is immaculate. Never having been to NY, I pictured something quite different...
Maybe no entertainment is sometimes better than bad entertainment?
LOL, it's ture!
Amazing photo!
ha, awesome photo.
Everyone in his or her own world, as usual.
In Paris, musicians who play in the Métro stations have to audition and earn a license to play, so the music in the stations is quite good. Then there's the gypsies who board the trains, sing, play the acordion, and walk down the aisle of the train harassing passengers for money...grrrrrrrrrr..........
I wondered why no one was interacting, then I read your caption. Oh.
Great photo, but it looks like that none is hearing to him, or?
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Yvi
I love this shot. NOt much has changed since I was there 16 years ago! (Although the crazy guy I remember then was on the F train.)
Some people just know how to use the "captive audience" thing better than others. : )
Great pics on your blog.
Darryl and Ruth
No, you can't escape, but you can obviously ignore. Great shot, making me nostalgic for NYC.
Lots of gleaming and hardness. I really like this one, feel like I'm there. But also the claustrophobia and, as a couple of people have said, each in his own world.
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