We all want to write our homage to the virtue or lack thereof in the Trenton Transit Center. This is that magical location where Septa meets NJ Transit and Philly and New York get to butt heads over football teams and other such nonsense. Of course, once Henry Rollins pontificates on a subject, the matter is pretty much closed. The rest of us can merely dream. The 24 hour mayhem has been immortalized in his words
the dregs, the junkies
they get their 15 minutes
in punk rock rantings
It goes without say that we all have found a reason to be there at some odd moment. We have to wait for a 5 AM train or we’re snagging a McNugget 6 pack when nothing else is open and it is Trenton. The 24 hour pizza joint at the end of the station was always a joy.;
3 AM pizza
cautiously sneaking quick slugs
Cooper River flask