Subway Diary

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novalis
Nov 2 · 2 min read

A man in a green coat is asleep and smells like vinegar. Nobody sits near him. The man next to me is humming a tune with no melody very loudly and very enthusiastically. It’s 11a.m.

Americans are so enamored of equality, they would rather be equal in slavery than unequal in freedom.
Alexis de Tocqueville

I don’t know if there is such thing as meaning, but I do know that there are degrees of meaninglessness; I do…

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