Text and Photos by Jeneen R. Garcia first published in Sun.Star Cebu in early 2004 If you just want a taste of the Big Apple, you can’t get closer to the real flavor than on the NYC Subway. The way the trains come and go every other minute it seems, you won’t be too surprised to find people move just as fast on ground level. Just like the city itself, the subway crowd is a fascinating sampling of the world: blacks, whites, browns and yellows; executives, clerks and janitors; and, in the freezing cold of winter, people exaggeratedly wrapped up like Eskimos and people who insist on wearing tights and mini-skirts. The buzz of conversation is American slang with a mix of Chinese, Spanish, Jamaican and a hundred other accents. But that’s no cause for stares—foreign languages are hardly exotic in a place where practically everyone is a foreigner. At some point, EVERYONE goes down beneath the surface. With the infamous New York traffic, it doesn’t matter if you have ...