He shoves onto the already packed 4 train with a curse that carries the length of the car. "Fuck you, fuck all a you," he says to no one, everyone, as the people around him protest.
He almost starts a fight with two more people in the time it takes to get us from one station to another, and when the train reaches Grand Central, he seems to be actively glorying in shitting all over everybody's morning.
"Fuck you," he repeats, "I'll kill all a you," and he laughs.
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