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by bradleyjg
3269 days ago
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For about a year a decade and a half ago, I commuted into and out of Penn Station with my father who had been doing so since the late 70s. Not only did he know which track any of a half dozen trains that he might take would come in on but he knew where the doors would open for each of the tracks. And he wasn't the only one either. If you went down before they announced the tracks you'd see little clusters of people waiting apart from each other on an otherwise empty track. We'd usually go to the same car in order to reduce the distance on the other side. Other commuters would do likewise and so trains would have a contingent of regulars. There's a fascinating kind of micro-expertise that develops when you do the same thing over and over again. |
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