Prince St. on the N/R line has lovely little figures that represent New Yorkers well. There's the young man carrying a plant so large one wonders if it can fit on the train (could it be from IKEA?), the seemingly endless (and possibly patient) parents with their baby strollers, the old woman (of Eastern European origin?), the strangers making conversation, and the man and woman who live in separate worlds.
There's so much to observe, I can't help but think of "Harriet the Spy."