That night's new friend I met when I sat in front of him because he was playing the harmonica, which is just awesome. He was telling me his life story, about how he lived with his brother and when he got mad at his brother, he'd ride from one end of the red line to the other. He said that he used to be a coke addict, and was married, but his wife's family, esp. her sister, hated him, and he didn't meet his daughter until she was older (I think the day before her mother died, because he had a premonition). He had a grandbaby who was adorable, and was so happy he had a relationship with the daughter. He also said that he almost died (drowning?) two years ago.
When I got off at Clark and Division, he told me that it was the first L stop he'd ever been on when he was 7, and he kissed my hand and said it was a pleasure to meet me :)
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