The New York City subway is one of the most quintessentially ‘New York’ places one can encounter in the city. There are a lot of images that scream NYC, but in thinking about how a space’s ‘sense of place’ shapes your relationship to it, I argue that no experience is so unquestionably here than a trip uptown-taking the A/B/C uptown en route to West 81st Street, (with the occasional unwanted detour because it turns out the express skips from 59th to 125th). Each house, store, block, and neighborhood holds personal associations and a history that is as ingrained in the city’s makeup as the street grid itself.
To put it shortly and sweetly: Humans are hard-wired to get off on gossip. For anyone gearing up for a holier-than-thou response to that premise: you, my fellow human, are lying. You, like me and like everybody else, were blessed and cursed with our distinctly human need to be in the know. This nosiness might be thought of as one of the traits that drives people to seek community and be a part of a whole.