Every New Yorker suffers through their commute in their own special way. We take the 6, which is usually uneventful, but often faintly smells like a scrubbed zoo cage at the Brooklyn Bridge stop.
Wollin thinks the F train is temperamental, unpredictable, prone to bouts of depression, overly philosophical, quixotic. Will switch lines because it's bored, and if provoked will take you to Miami, instead, for no good reason.
How do you feel about it? Watch and compare: