nyc dispatch 10.11.11
i’m standing on the f train heading into manhattan. i call it ‘chasing after that 50 bucks.’ one dance class. one hour, twenty minutes. and a 45 minute commute to the ailey school each way. i don’t know why i do it. i like the teacher. it’s easy. $50 can add up, especially when i can string them together. but that doesn’t always happen. i like having...