Almost no graffiti in the subway any more. Some on the ads in the station, and “scratchitti” on some of the subway doors, or on wooden bemches, but trains and pillars are kept clean now for at about 20 years.
I’d say 80-85% they’re timely, but regularly there are delays due to many factors.
I’ve seen amazing musicians and terrible ones. I’ve seen two guys, a blues harmonica player and a Chinese erhu (vertical violin like instrument), who usually were on different platforms, hook up to jam. I’ve seen an awful guy, solo with a guitar, belting out “My Generation” by the Who, working himself up to smashing his guitar, but he couldn’t really because it was probably his most valuable possession and livelihood (such as it was), so he just screamed and yelled while pantoming smashing the guitar, keeping it a few inches off the ground as he air-chopped.
Most interesting subway story? Maybe the time a construction worker on a crowded train pulled a knife on a guy who was groping his ass. I could’ve sworn there was no space to move on that train, suddenly there was five feet around them. After the groper looked like he’d shit his pants, the guy growled that he’d be getting off at the next stop, “your stop or no stop”.
That was in the late 1980s. Only violence I’ve seen since then have been shoving matches as tempers flare from overcrowding. Though once a lady started doing full on snap kicks at her opponent’s head, and other passengers pinned her down and called the cops.
In general I feel safe, but I’m a 6’2" 200 lbs dude. Even so, I’ve had my share of uneasy conversations or vibes, and just move to another car or get off to take another train.
Oh yeah, and one time as a teenager in the 1980s I felt like a guy was following me, so I got on a train, stood by the door, stepped out, walked down the platform a bit, then jumped back on to the train as the doors were closing, ditching Mr. Creepy, who stared at me through the door as the train pulled out.