Reading on the subway is a New York ritual, for the masters of the intricately folded newspaper like Ms. Kornhaber, who lives in Park Slope and works on the Upper East Side, as well as for teenage girls thumbing through magazines, aspiring actors memorizing lines, office workers devouring self-help inspiration, immigrants newly minted — or not — taking comfort in paragraphs in a familiar tongue. These days, among the tattered covers may be the occasional Kindle, but since most trains are still devoid of Internet access and cellphone reception, the subway ride remains a rare low-tech interlude in a city of inveterate multitasking workaholics. And so, we read.Read more....
Emotional Bunny would like to share a small confession, about her time spent living in NYC.
Once upon a time, there was a little Emotional Bunny who rode the subway often, and usually went to the great big libraries in Queens, Brooklyn, etc., with Little Sister Bunny.
They would take along the big rolling carts that alot of people use their, since there's no parking anywhere and one has to walk far, but they didn't use them for groceries as is the norm. Oh no. They packed them full of as many books as possible...
....until one day a kindly librarian reminded them of their limit of 30 books each, since they were still using children's cards. The Bunny sisters remedied this, however, and begged Mommy Bunny to let them borrow her card for the remaining books.
Going home on the subway after each trip, they would pour over the descriptions of each book, listing the order in which to read them. They would then drag the carts over the doorway at their stop, tugging them through before the doors closed.
These afternoon trips left lasting impressions on them, and from what I hear, they still read very often, but their reading of choice tends to be more digital, like news articles online.......
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