The subway loudly rumbles over the bridge as the train makes its way from Manhattan to Brooklyn. I can see the Brooklyn Bridge through the windows and the Statue of Liberty peeks through in the distance. I've always loved the light that comes into the subway on a sunny day. The New York City dust that coats the windows adds a special character to the light that I've rarely seen elsewhere. I'm doing the straight shot out to Coney Island. I'll be on this subway out to its last stop. People will get on and get off and I'll still be here. The subway goes express for part of the trip so the travel time will be cut down a bit. The riders are all quiet on my subway car. Everyone is staring into space or listening to music. At Coney Island the sun is out but it's freezing cold. There are a few people walking along the boardwalk. The most amazing thing I saw was a man running in shorts and no shirt. I can barely last five minutes with no gloves on and he was running and running.