{"id":"01KG076GRHBP2XG8CQ3Q2162SY","cid":"bafkreiawjfwdyzmhiowqdnp2f3oelaf2rbrsv2akieb3fey6owjbi3agcm","type":"chunk","properties":{"end_line":1349,"extracted_at":"2026-01-27T17:14:39.504Z","extracted_by":"structure-extraction-lambda","label":"Chunk 1","source_file":"01KFYTG9MG93RTB6YAW34V48XG","start_line":1318,"text":"  1261\t8\n  1262\tIt was too late to call up for a cab or anything, so I walked the whole way to the\n  1263\tstation. It wasn't too far, but it was cold as hell, and the snow made it hard for walking,\n  1264\tand my Gladstones kept banging hell out of my legs. I sort of enjoyed the air and all,\n  1265\tthough. The only trouble was, the cold made my nose hurt, and right under my upper lip,\n  1266\twhere old Stradlater'd laid one on me. He'd smacked my lip right on my teeth, and it was\n  1267\tpretty sore. My ears were nice and warm, though. That hat I bought had earlaps in it, and\n  1268\tI put them on--I didn't give a damn how I looked. Nobody was around anyway.\n  1269\tEverybody was in the sack.\n  1270\tI was quite lucky when I got to the station, because I only had to wait about ten\n  1271\tminutes for a train. While I waited, I got some snow in my hand and washed my face\n  1272\twith it. I still had quite a bit of blood on.\n  1273\tUsually I like riding on trains, especially at night, with the lights on and the\n  1274\twindows so black, and one of those guys coming up the aisle selling coffee and\n  1275\tsandwiches and magazines. I usually buy a ham sandwich and about four magazines. If\n  1276\tI'm on a train at night, I can usually even read one of those dumb stories in a magazine\n  1277\twithout puking. You know. One of those stories with a lot of phony, lean-jawed guys\n  1278\tnamed David in it, and a lot of phony girls named Linda or Marcia that are always\n  1279\tlighting all the goddam Davids' pipes for them. I can even read one of those lousy stories\n  1280\ton a train at night, usually. But this time, it was different. I just didn't feel like it. I just\n  1281\tsort of sat and not did anything. All I did was take off my hunting hat and put it in my\n  1282\tpocket.\n  1283\tAll of a sudden, this lady got on at Trenton and sat down next to me. Practically\n  1284\tthe whole car was empty, because it was pretty late and all, but she sat down next to me,\n  1285\tinstead of an empty seat, because she had this big bag with her and I was sitting in the\n  1286\tfront seat. She stuck the bag right out in the middle of the aisle, where the conductor and\n  1287\teverybody could trip over it. She had these orchids on, like she'd just been to a big party\n  1288\tor something. She was around forty or forty-five, I guess, but she was very good looking.\n  1289\tWomen kill me. They really do. I don't mean I'm oversexed or anything like that--\n  1290\talthough I am quite sexy. I just like them, I mean. They're always leaving their goddam\n  1291\tbags out in the middle of the aisle.\n","title":"Chunk 1"},"relationships":[{"peer":"01KG072GGPGKVJA9S436CAPW13","peer_label":"Chapter 8","peer_type":"chapter","predicate":"in"},{"peer":"01KFXT0KM64XT6K8W52TDEE0YS","peer_label":"More Classics","peer_type":"collection","predicate":"collection"}],"ver":1,"created_at":"2026-01-27T17:14:39.945Z","ts":"2026-01-27T17:14:39.945Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFF0H3YRP9ZSM033AM0QJ47H"}}