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at the top of the last escalator at the subway station on the way back to the house there was a quasi hipster kid whose shoe had gotten attacked and captured by the escalator. There was this German girl who was trying to figure out how to help and just as I started running up the stairs she figured out how to stop the escalator.
I helped the hipster get his shoe out (grabbed it and just kept pulling) and luckily he didn't go flying down the escalator when it finally was unstuck. We got the dirtiest looks from the transportation official, but it didn't matter at all, because the expression of utter relief on the hipster kid's face was freaking awesome.
That is my cool story for the night.
I helped the hipster get his shoe out (grabbed it and just kept pulling) and luckily he didn't go flying down the escalator when it finally was unstuck. We got the dirtiest looks from the transportation official, but it didn't matter at all, because the expression of utter relief on the hipster kid's face was freaking awesome.
That is my cool story for the night.