At the Bergen Street stop on the F and G lines, if you exit at the front of the train on the Coney Island-bound side, you will notice this little grated window in the wall.
It changes slightly from time to time, but it is clearly not regularly inhabited by anybody.
I have Twin-Peaks-esque nightmares that I will look into it one day and see somebody in there doing something horrible and I will run away screaming.
For now, I'll just have to wonder.
Oh. And it smells badly of mildew.
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