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1262 It was too late to call up for a cab or anything, so I walked the whole way to the
1263 station. It wasn't too far, but it was cold as hell, and the snow made it hard for walking,
1264 and my Gladstones kept banging hell out of my legs. I sort of enjoyed the air and all,
1265 though. The only trouble was, the cold made my nose hurt, and right under my upper lip,
1266 where old Stradlater'd laid one on me. He'd smacked my lip right on my teeth, and it was
1267 pretty sore. My ears were nice and warm, though. That hat I bought had earlaps in it, and
1268 I put them on--I didn't give a damn how I looked. Nobody was around anyway.
1269 Everybody was in the sack.
1270 I was quite lucky when I got to the station, because I only had to wait about ten
1271 minutes for a train. While I waited, I got some snow in my hand and washed my face
1272 with it. I still had quite a bit of blood on.
1273 Usually I like riding on trains, especially at night, with the lights on and the
1274 windows so black, and one of those guys coming up the aisle selling coffee and
1275 sandwiches and magazines. I usually buy a ham sandwich and about four magazines. If
1276 I'm on a train at night, I can usually even read one of those dumb stories in a magazine
1277 without puking. You know. One of those stories with a lot of phony, lean-jawed guys
1278 named David in it, and a lot of phony girls named Linda or Marcia that are always
1279 lighting all the goddam Davids' pipes for them. I can even read one of those lousy stories
1280 on a train at night, usually. But this time, it was different. I just didn't feel like it. I just
1281 sort of sat and not did anything. All I did was take off my hunting hat and put it in my
1282 pocket.
1283 All of a sudden, this lady got on at Trenton and sat down next to me. Practically
1284 the whole car was empty, because it was pretty late and all, but she sat down next to me,
1285 instead of an empty seat, because she had this big bag with her and I was sitting in the
1286 front seat. She stuck the bag right out in the middle of the aisle, where the conductor and
1287 everybody could trip over it. She had these orchids on, like she'd just been to a big party
1288 or something. She was around forty or forty-five, I guess, but she was very good looking.
1289 Women kill me. They really do. I don't mean I'm oversexed or anything like that--
1290 although I am quite sexy. I just like them, I mean. They're always leaving their goddam
1291 bags out in the middle of the aisle.
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