by Retroboy
We ran out of Fresh Pond Yard down to Bay Ridge. The coach had no power - no a/c, no lights. This meant running through the East New York tunnel in darkness. With no ventilation and a crowded train it was a miracle nobody passed out (at least that I'm aware of).
Along the way we stopped for at least four run-bys. Or should I say fresh air stops.
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