Yesterday I got on a G Train to help my friend move an air conditioner and some other stuff from his ex's apartment. As I settled down for the two stop ride to Fort Greene, a European couple bounds through the door, guide books in hand, and begins to talk animatedly. "Excuse me," the blond dude asked, "does this train go to Times Square?"
I hope they were able to understand the transfer at Hoyt-Schermerhorn.
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