Mind the Gap
You really have to work quite hard to convince me I'm not on drugs when I walk into one of my favorite clubs and find a subway station in the middle of it. So, naturally, I doubted myself for a moment.
I went through the evening so far in my head. Had I taken the right dosage? Yes. In the right order? Also yes. Nothing particularly adventurous by my standards. Everything checked out. Which left me with only one sensible option: casually verify reality with the people around me.
"Say... completely random question... but would you happen to see a subway station here?"
They did.
Apparently, once again, I was the last person to get the news.
As it turns out, there had been some major logistical fuck-up at City Hall. Someone filled in some forms, somebody else put in the wrong coordinates and, in what might be the least believable part of this entire story, the workmen actually showed up and completed the job at an astonishing pace and within a matter of days, Sonance had been turned into a subway station.
I was assured by Katt that talks with the city were already underway. Mea culpas had been exchanged, compensation had been discussed and apparently the city had promised to put everything back the way it was. Eventually.
"But this place never sleeps and the show must go on," she told me. And really, what else are you going to do?
So there we were, dancing on the train tracks to the sick beats of Invad3r and Seven. Had this been a functioning subway station, those beats might have made dancing on the tracks a considerably more suicidal activity. Fortunately, we could dance between the rails without even needing a ticket. Which, considering the price of public transport these days, is a win.
We did, of course, run late in the end. But that's what happens with any good party and frankly it's the first time I've ever been delayed at a subway station and thought it should have lasted longer.
At some point I even boarded the carriage. You know how certain things can be a fantasy for a very long time, right?
Well.
As it turns out, the train didn't take me home. It took me straight to seventh heaven.
And as a bonus, I even got to blow the horn.
Epic night.
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