the up escalators at the 53/lexington v stop at 11:05 am.
my doctor doubled my pills for me (less than i’d hoped for, more than i’d expected), and it cost the same as the single doses. insurance is fired.
i wish i’d taken a picture of what it’s like going down the escalators. it is basically like descending into hell. especially in the summer, when as you go down, the air gets warmer and warmer, until at last you are on the platform, and it’s so stifling, it’s so hard to breathe, and everyone is angry and hates each other.
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