Ah, yes. The NYC Subway. Never has there been a place on Earth where the common man can gather and discuss civilly the trials and tribulations of one’s society. It’s also a hot spot to go if you want to bask in the aroma of rat piss and have random arguments with crackheads.
“POLICE HELP!!! POLICE HELP!!! POLICE HELLLPPPPPPPP!!!” If only there was a quick, convenient way to contact the authorities immediately instead of yelling wildly for assistance at the top of your lungs. Perhaps a 3 digit phone number that would instantly grant you with the help you need. That would be something.