Sebestian’s Walk

Part 1 Sebastian stands above the yawning maw of blackness that is now the New York City underground. The jagged crumbles around him once stood over the 96th street subway station. The street and building ripple back in a bilbao esque pile of asphalt. The underground entrance was built in the middle of Broadway during …

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The R

The R pulled into Union. I followed a tall woman dressed in black onto the car. I stood at the front and scanned the passengers. To my left, two empty seats and a woman on whose head a colorful scarf sat. It had many shades but seemed red as a whole. She didn’t seem that …