Maybe It’s Time To Retire The Word ‘Straphangers’
Silvia Killingsworth

Regarding the MTA, I don’t have much to say, as I haven’t ridden it more than a couple times in the past few years, being now 700 miles away, but am really sorry for the latest victims, most of whom will, undoubtedly, find themselves back on the train sometime this week, needing to go up or down to wherever.

It was “elongated yellow fruit” which caught my attention. I could never put my finger on why certain passages found during my Annual Month-Long Reading of Historical Romances bothered me so much. “It’s this unctuous descriptive habit,” the trim-waisted young peer said.

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