Guy yelling into cell phone: You know there ain’t no one else. All them other bitches, I don’t talk to them any more. I don’t want no other bitches, just you. I’m with you all the motherfuckin’ time. I ain’t got time to be with no other bitches. Why we gotta fight? Why can’t we just be cool? Come on, baby.

Light rail train all the way from the 46th Street station to the Warehouse District.
Overheard by someone who’s glad to see that romance isn’t dead.

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