🚇 METRO CONFESSIONS: WEED, WARNINGS, AND 6:20 AM EXISTENTIAL DREAD
Or, That Time I Got Secondhand High and Morally Confronted Before Coffee There are things I expect when I step onto a DC Metro platform in the early morning hours. A delay? Of course. A mysterious puddle that defies explanation or physics? Absolutely. A train with the wrong color line, no destination, and the personality […]