Speaking CTA

The "L". It's a living antique. It is working, breathing, and moving. Sometimes bold. Sometimes lumbering. It is both relief and burden. Comfort and discomfort. It is a uniting force in a city that has relatively few opportunities to come together. This is the CTA language, a novel way to use the train as a clandestine means of expression, accessible only to those who pay attention enough to see it. Love, sedition, praise, joy, friendship, envy, boredom, dismay, irritation, redemption, enthusiasm, unhappiness, gratitude, remorse, tension, analysis... What will you say?