ive lived in nyc for 5.5 years now and have been stopped at a train stop about a million times. but this was certainly a first. i was on my way home tonight and the train stopped at 42nd street. after 15 minutes i was like, "what the fuck?" i heard some commotion and walked off the train and saw this dude.
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he was walking on and off the train and the cops were just letting him do his thing and telling us to back the eff up. he was clearly unarmed. i had no idea why they were so afraid to go near him.
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apparently before i saw him he was swinging at them and he peed in his hands and drank it. luckily i missed that part. eventually he walked back on the train and they locked him in and called for serious backup.
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then a train came and i have no idea what happened next.