Today on the 4 train a man with long hair stood up (while train moving) to stand in front of the door. He stood there to view his reflection as he put his hair into a ponytail. It took a while before he was happy with it. He then sat down and opened a bag full of pills and syringes, took out a bottle and drank from it. This turn of events confirmed what I have always suspected: Ponytails are a lot of work….