i was on the train to work today and i started looking around at other commuters. there was a couple with a baby near the door and for some reason, instead of just letting my gaze drift to other passengers or the zoni english school or ccny ads (which i really adore), i immediately started to picure them having sex.
and then, i really began to think about how sex just... makes new people. terribly novel thought, right? sex makes a new person! and then i realized that clothing stores are made specifically because of sex. to clothe these people.
i don't know why, but the store i pictured was that horrible place hollister my brother really likes.
and then i started to think of all the other stores that exist because people have sex-jennifer convertible and starbucks and apple store and target.
i could do without these stores, come to think of it. well, with the exception of target. but then what does that mean for the human population?
when i next started looking at everyone's crotches on the train, i decided that was the right time to turn up my headphones and reread my metro.
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