One of my favorite things about the current F trains are the windows at the end of each carriage.  Though I like looking out of the bigger windows, the little ones make those two person seats quite a draw.  If you can get the space right next to the glass, you get all kinds of interesting, fractured views of the journey & there's something pleasing, in a slightly voyeuristic way, about looking in at the passengers in the next car.  This photograph is pretty fuzzy, but I like the woman standing there, with her flowered dress, and the bag she's carrying sort of matches the package that rider in the hat is holding.  This was taken yesterday, about three in the afternoon, somewhere in that magic space between Carroll & Fourth.