An Open Letter to the MTA

Dear MTA,

This morning I woke up on time for work, what can only be called a rare occurrence.  Visions of coffee and bagels danced in my head as I hustled down to the G Train.  Alas, twenty-five minutes, and no train.  In an effort to salvage my professional reputation, I had to spend my last eleven dollars on a taxi, and as a result, have not been able to eat all day long.  Therefore, you, the MTA, owe me exactly eleven dollars, or approximately two small meals.  Please send payment/aliment to:

Itinerant Daughter

c/o the Guggenheim

1071 Fifth Avenue

New York, NY 10128



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