Have you seen this person? This is that man (or woman) who just simply has to read his fucking Metro. What he hopes to gain from it, I don't know. It seems important enough that he will risk his life and those of others in order to peruse the two paragraphs of knowledge devoted to each article.
Is he a stock broker reading the Wall Street Journal? No, he is reading the fucking Metro. Is he keeping up with current events on the New York Times? No. It's. The. Fucking. Metro.
It is not worth stumbling about the train car as you struggle to flip the pages and fold it instead of using one of your hands to grab onto something and keep yourself steady. It's the fucking Metro. Or AM New York. There is nothing pressing on there that warrants you to jostle the other passengers as you hop about the crowded train car.
Put it away. Close your eyes. Stare at the wall. You don't need to read it. It's the fucking Metro.
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