And That’s When the CHUDs Came After Me

On my way to 57th and ApocalypseThis is me on the R train back from Brooklyn the other night. I was the only one in the car between DeKalb and Prince Street.

It looks like I’m in a fallout shelter, doesn’t it? Underground, reasonably secure, clean air, artificial light … plenty rats for eating …

Yep, that’s New York. The city that really does provide everything, for those willing to harvest its bounty.

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