I wonder if there's any correlation between newspaper circulation and mass transit ridership?
Alexis Mainland: THE middle-aged woman with the black cardigan around her shoulders had assumed a meticulously calibrated posture: feet shoulder-width apart, arms slightly bent, fists loosely clenched, muscles relaxed yet alert.
She was not preparing for a tae kwon do bout, but performing her personal version of the underground battle engaged in daily by millions of New Yorkers: reading, intently, on a sardine-can D train heading swiftly toward Brooklyn in the evening rush. Without holding on.
"I am a New Yorker," the woman, Robin Kornhaber, 54, told me as if those five crisp words…
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