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when the man sitting behind me complimented my hair clip. He said it was beautiful and he had been admiring it the whole trip.

Kind of creepy? I don’t think so, I also don’t think he was gay (well maybe) anyway, since I had overslept and missed the 6:18 and had to take the express train even though I got a seat, I was still upset. Then when I got that nice complement, about my hair clip being beautiful and he had been admiring it the whole train ride, I decided to take it as a good thing and thought the day was getting better.

I bought some fruit and yogurt for breakfast and headed for the #7 train, only to learn it was not running. There was a train stuck in the tunnel they said. I suppose it could have been worse, I could have been stuck in that train.

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