There’s something eerie about an empty abandoned subway car. Whats wrong with this one that not a single other person decided to sit here? The other seats are bustling with people and trash and sometimes because this is New York, trash people. Sometimes it hits you when you walk in - the smell of the streets, a person abandoned to the abandoned car and the shuffles of people filing back out feeling sorry but not wanting to do so next to them. But here, it was just empty like the apocalypse hit and forgot to take me and this damn car with it.