Dear Diary:
On the F train a few days ago in Brooklyn, I saw two people sitting next to each other, who were not traveling together, reading self-help books from vastly different places.
She, wearing jeans and a sweater, was reading, âSpiritual Depression: Its Causes and Cures.â
He, wearing a Harlem R.B.I. youth program coach's shirt, was reading, âRod Carew: The Art and Science of Hitting.â
Either way, sitting together, but clearly not together, they were trying to get better.
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