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Starting down the steps at 59th street subway station, the heat hits you like you’ve opened the door to a cavernous clay oven. There’s no turning back because attempting to fight the tide of suits flowing underground at 5pm would be futile – each briefcase and stiletto heel eddying slightly because someone, like the limb of a tree, appears caught in the turnstiles. Inconvenienced, irate, and reddening like salmon, people pack into the air-conditioned carriages as quickly and tightly as possible. Whoever put the advertisements for John West’s Sardines in subway cars understands the human condition all too well.
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Copyright © The Drummer’s Journal 2014
The proprietors and contributors to The Drummer’s Journal have asserted their right under the Copyright Designs and Patens Act 1988 to be identified as the owners and authors of this work.
Starting down the steps at 59th street subway station, the heat hits you like you’ve opened the door to a cavernous clay oven. There’s no turning back because attempting to fight the tide of suits flowing underground at 5pm would be futile – each briefcase and stiletto heel eddying slightly because someone, like the limb of a tree, appears caught in the turnstiles. Inconvenienced, irate, and reddening like salmon, people pack into the air-conditioned carriages as quickly and tightly as possible. Whoever put the advertisements for John West’s Sardines in subway cars understands the human condition all too well.
Read the full article in Issue Four >
Copyright © The Drummer’s Journal 2014
The proprietors and contributors to The Drummer’s Journal have asserted their right under the Copyright Designs and Patens Act 1988 to be identified as the owners and authors of this work.