On my way back home I saw that funny kid that improvises Michael Jackson in subway. He entered the car and did his gig but no one gave him money. He got pissed and started yelling "how can you don't like Michael Jackson?! F&ck you, f&ck you!". He exited at the bext stop and flipped us all the bird from the platform...It's confirmed: the King of Pop is officially dead. from Kostas, Manhattan Pingates

This is a magic door

From my friend Tea: 34th street NQR line going downtown. It is a magical door to another world masquerading as an MTA maintenance room. I have maintained such for years, but the face just showed up on it yesterday.