Step onto any train during a New York winter and you’re likely to see a frozen mass of sad humans, silent as they’re consumed by their ravenous, head-to-toe black puffers.
It wasn’t always this way. Back in the ’80s, people were miserable and f…
Step onto any train during a New York winter and you’re likely to see a frozen mass of sad humans, silent as they’re consumed by their ravenous, head-to-toe black puffers.
It wasn’t always this way. Back in the ’80s, people were miserable and f…