Through the turnstyle one last time

The class is over and I'm procrastinating my other work but I felt like this blog needed closure.
With all these observations and conclusions about the feel of the underground world of metaphor.

I think we have forgotten that it is truly something special and the city still depends on this very old infrastructure even more than when it was first built, despite all the technological advances that have sprung forth since the start of the digging of the first track.

I don't know what else to say except goodbye and I hope you've enjoyed my blog. I don't know who else might still be reading it or if anyone actually has- but farewell. Next time you are in the subway- whether its london or chicago or russia or whereever-just think of the history and struggle that must've taken place to achieve such a large task and what the subway means to the city, its feel, and breathe it all in.