My daily commute today, Vol. 3(a): Below 59th Street
EXCLUSIVE! On a Wednesday morning, used Metrocards sit forlornly on the floor of an abandoned subway station, with no one to sweep them up. Normally, during this time of day, the station would be bustling with activity.
How I got in here: the gate at one of the entrances to the 59th Street Station was open, so I went inside and was able to snap several photos before one of New York's finest asked me what I was doing. "Taking pictures," I replied with a grin. "You can't be in here, it's closed!" he responded. But my mission was accomplished, so I told him to have a nice day and headed back upstairs to the street.
Oh, and if you're wondering what the white placards in the window of the booth say . . .