When the bloodied and ashen cop walked onto the train, the passengers screamed. She had eight months on the job, a cop working her subterranean beat…under the city of New York. Very […]
Blood and Brotherhood
The Dash…of Life
The train’s motorman released the control handle, hydraulic brakes froze the wheels but the train hurtled on. Tombstones carry a dash between date of birth and date of death: Jan 1, 1955-Feb […]
Delight at the end of De Tunnel
“Call me up”, my partner said to him, “I’ll lend you my gun.” 1966: subway token 15 cents, gas, 32 cents per gal. All machines really do, as Hyde writes, is, “shuttle […]
