Steve Auerbach of Bethesda has a different concern: When he’s dozed off for a moment, how does he know which station he’s at when all he can see are uniform, bland concrete walls?
“Sure the drivers announce the stops,” he wrote, “but we all know they are incomprehensible and when I wake from a ‘short nap’ the announcement I slept through about the next station does not help one bit.
"If they all have to look alike, there have to be many more identifying signs.”
The headline gets you to click through to see what the gimmick is, but a moment later you realize that you’re reading a legitimate, factual article about Gordon Ramsay’s dwarf porn double being found dead in a badger den.
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