On the Lexington Avenue Line, above 34th Street, Wednesday morning: mother and two children, a boy in a stroller and a girl on her own. On second look, you could see that the girl was younger and smaller, and that the boy was somehow impaired: his mother kept urging him to keep his lingua in his boca, but he didn't seem to be listening.
It occurred to me that the little girl has an occupation and a responsibility for as long as they both shall live.
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