On Board #7


August 13, 6:51 p.m.

N Train – Times Square to Pacific St.

“I think I’m 6’2″ now,” says a young man who is, at best 6’0″. He’s standing against the center pole in the car, shoulder length hair hiding his face. “Stop standing on your tippie toes,” he tells the girl standing up against his front side. Even while cheating, her eyes barely top his rib cage.

“How tall are you,” he asks a friend standing nearby (“I dunno, 5’10”, 5’11″”). He walks over and they stand back to back.

“So…how much taller am I?” he asks the girl. “Anyway, I’ll probably end up 6’3 or something.”


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