In New York City, it is common to receive religious advice while buying coffee or condoms or walking your dog. This guidance may come calmly, from someone on the train who wants to talk about God. It may come in the form of a flyer that warns the world will end in 2012 and it’d be a wise decision to save your soul in the coming year so you don’t end up in hell. It may come in the form of someone screaming, or it may come from someone who does not speak at all but hands out sheets of paper that explain that flu shots inject 666 barcodes into your body that will send you straight to hell.
Whatever the form, proselytizing is nearly unavoidable in New York. Especially in the Times Square Subway Terminal. And most especially in the tunnel that connects the A,C, and E trains to the 1,2,3,7 and Shuttles.
The Preacher’s Passage becomes background noise for New Yorker’s who truck through it on their daily commutes. But for those who have yet to experience it, let’s take a walk.