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This is a piece I wrote for the New Yorker about all the sick fucks who can’t stop thinking about the Roman Empire
8:30 a.m.—I hop on the L train for my commute to work.
8:32 a.m.—It occurs to me that if the L were a subway in the Roman Empire it would be called the 50 train. I chuckle. nyer.cm/BaIMpVz
