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Monday, February 14, 2005 Traumatized by chivalry Today I rode the train by myself for the very first time, like a big girl. I proudly waited for the 6 train in Grand Central, downtown bound. I could even tell the local from the express. I let the 4 go by. Everything was going smoothly. Then the my train comes, and it's not even packed, yet, the very second I put a foot on the car, before I could even look for a spot, the guy sitting immediately across from me jumped to his feet to offer me his seat. I protested. He insisted. I sat down. Several minutes later, when I got off, he was still standing there. Do I look pregnant? I hope not. There were much bigger ladies on that train. Also, I had a huge overcoat on that makes it really hard to guess my shape. I know I don't look old and frail, or at least not that old and frail, so what was is? Just an act of random kindness? A way for the Universe to tell what a pleasant experience riding the train can be? 12:17 AM
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