That energetic shift on a dime…from manic bolting to the subway doors to immediate crestfallen hopes and resignation. The body is charged up and bolting. Then the plug is pulled, and the cord goes slack. Hopefully, you have a good podcast to listen to while you wait for the next train.
http://gothamist.com/2016/06/21/never_stop_for_coffee_on_the_way.php There is no quintessential NYC experience quite like running down a subway station platform with your arms flapping all about like a distressed penguin, making eye contact with the conductor, and then hesitantly stretching out your hand to try to slip between the doors before they close.