Conversations I Wish I Had

Six Metro Stops

“He was a man who had selected decisively from among the buffet of social norms he decided to recognize.”
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He stepped quietly onto the bustling train, steps that seemed gentle and carefully placed, but never hesitant. They carried the weight of his tall lanky frame, leading him to one of the plastic seats that lined the walls. Elbow length and starkly black, his dreadlocks coursed down his back and formed rivers diverting around the giant headphones slipped over his ears. He set down his backpack on the floor and pulled out a battered, gold paperback I couldn’t quite see the name of.

He was a mess of contradictions. His thick ratty hair was lying next to a well-fitting tan corduroy blazer and a burgundy sweater. Paired with his slim khakis, he looked surprisingly professional, almost exactly the way a fashion magazine would have dressed him for the fall season. Dark tattoos peeking slightly out of those buttoned sleeves hinted at body entirely inked with thoughtfully chosen designs.

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