My, My Metrocard

(everything is going my way)I went down, down, down, into the winding rabbit warren that is the Fulton Street subway station where the over breathed air was stifling and smelled like ass. I had a flashback to when i lived in Jersey Shitty, and had to navigate the dingy labyrinth every day on my way to Midtown. I took the Path to the World Trade Center stop, where you could always tell who had