on my way to work today i was waiting for the L and i heard this gambian kora player, and its strings sounded just like the blips and bloops of new age ambient musicians flexing their synth mores, crafting ambient landscapes from their macbook pros. just then a woman nimbly lept over the stair's banister and into the waiting arms of her friend, both giggling uncontrollably and kissing, hip to hip. L came and the carrier catapulted the load back onto the stair, each flitting away from the other with eyes glinting.