Last week, a busker came on my train with a portable speaker and a microphone. He was a young guy, maybe late teens. I could detect the other passengers bracing for an unpleasant few minutes, ensuring they had earphones in for when he made his inevitable rounds. He introduced himself and warned us he would sing a Frank Ocean song. Then he started singing.
Is the subway a depressing place?
Is the subway a depressing place?
Is the subway a depressing place?
Last week, a busker came on my train with a portable speaker and a microphone. He was a young guy, maybe late teens. I could detect the other passengers bracing for an unpleasant few minutes, ensuring they had earphones in for when he made his inevitable rounds. He introduced himself and warned us he would sing a Frank Ocean song. Then he started singing.