I was listening to my music on my headphones when I heard a heavily-accented baritone cut through a quiet section of a Portishead album:O little town of Bethlehummm hmmmHMMMhummmHMMMm humm lieeee
Yes, today, my Orange Line train was graced by none other than the famous Korean Hymn Dude himself! This gent--of indeterminate (middle?)--age appears every year at about this time. He steps onto the train car with a polite "Good morning." He opens a well-worn, black leather-bound hymnal, and begins singing. Having finished two verses between Ballston and Virginia Square, he closed his hymnal, said "Thank you. Merry Christmas!" and shuffled off the train.
My advent season is now complete.