Subway tunnels are odd and uncanny places. A Penticostal man in my neighborhood says if you look into the tunnels, you put yourself at the whim of evil spirits...
Some people avoid looking out the windows of traincars passing through tunnels; they avert their eyes to the bright advertisements, or peruse the crowd within the car, careful not to make eye contact...
Red lights are ominous; red lights move through the tunnels, disembodied. Red lights streaking, red lights whirling in spiritual patterns...
Green lights loop and whirl; green lights might be less evil than red lights, they say. Green lights also let the...
i live in stanford as a student. the campus has always been good to me - cool people, sunshine, marguerite buses ferrying freshmen and grad students here and there. the lingering impression that there is sol infused into...