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    A tip for taming rude subway riders

    WHEN I rode New York’s subway and buses in the 1950s, I too was regularly ignored despite a long leg brace and crutches. If I was really tired, I would “accidentally” drop a crutch on the foot of the guy (it was almost always a man) hiding behind his newspaper. When he would look up angrily, I’d apologize, he would see my crutches, and lo and behold he would offer me his seat.

    Bet it would still work.

    Esther Breslau