My name is Alia.
I live in the San Francisco Bay Area and spend a lot of time on public transit—usually BART, but sometimes buses or Caltrain. It can get old, but there's always something new: I listen in, look over shoulders, and deposit stories here.
I avoid identifying individuals, either in words or pictures—but at the end of the day, public transit is ... well, public. I'm happy to chat about the ethics of eavesdropping (or anything else). Drop me a line.
Credit is given where credit is due; all other words and pictures are my own. Let me know if you see something you like.
A reminder that when you offer your seat to little old ladies you are automatically the most beautiful boy in the … car.
If you offer me your seat, however, it’s 50/50 whether I’m swooning at the chivalry or suspicious that you think I’m pregnant.