I found this photograph on filthy floor of the F Train while riding between Jay Street and Bergen Street in Brooklyn. It was just after midnight and I was almost too tired to pick it up. But then, a couple stops later, I realized I was still staring at it. I knew what I had to do. I reached over and peel it away from the grime left behind by thousands of New York City shoes.
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