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Feels like Spring

I stop at the comer drugstore for a breakfast of doughnuts and coffee, and then I race to the subway station and gallop down the steps to catch my usual train. I hold on to the strap and make believe I’ m reading my newspaper, but I keep glancing at the people crowded in around me. I listen to them talk about their troubles and their friends, and I wish I had someone to talk to, someone to break the monotony, of the long subway ride.
As we approach the 175th Street station, I begin to get tense again. She usually gets into the train at that station. She slips in gracefully, not pushing or shoving like the rest, and she squeezes into a little space, clinging to the people and holding on to an office envelop that probably contains her lunch. She never carries a newspaper or a book ; I guess there isn’ t much sense in trying to read when you’ re smashed in like that.
There’s a fresh outdoor look about her and I fi
A. lives in New Jersey
B. gets off at the 175th street station
C. says to him, "Nice day, isn’ t it"
D. carries a newspaper or a book on the way