…on the sub­way ride here there was a zom­bie sit­ting next to me play­ing soli­taire on her iPod nano, a samu­rai try­ing to secure his sword to his belt by tying it up with excess fab­ric, and two Nic­ki Mina­jes with pink wigs and pink eye­lash­es danc­ing on those poles on sub­way cars that you hold on to so you don’t fall down when the train lurch­es.