Jon Kawka

Standing in Long Island City as the express E roars by at who-knows-what o'clock in the middle of the night, half buzzed from cocktails at Dutch Kills, half buzzed from beers at LIC Bar, consumed by cravings for a hamburger... any hamburger, that only exist as you walk home with only a rolled up paperback in your pocket or solitaire on your phone to kill time. Meanwhile, the MTA employee watches on. He may be bored, but he's at least getting paid.