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Red Line Subway, Boston, MA
A business man is sitting to my right. His black hair is slicked back, he's wearing shined loafers and a wool overcoat. He's clutching his iPhone in his fist, and with the other he brings his size extra-large iced coffee to his mouth. As he suckles the coffee through the straw I understand why his image appears so grotesque: he looks like a baby!
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