110th Street is a local station on the IRT Lexington Avenue Line of the New York City Subway. Located in East Harlem at the intersection of 110th Street and Lexington Avenue, it is served by the 6 train at all times, the <6> train weekdays in the peak direction and the 4 train during late nights.
This underground station, opened on July 17, 1918, has four tracks and two side platforms. The two center express tracks are used by the 4 and 5 trains during daytime hours. Both platforms have their original trim line, which has "110" tablets on it at regular intervals, and name tablets, which read "110TH STREET" in Times New Roman font.
Each platform has one same-level fare control area at the center. Each one has a turnstile bank, token booth, and two street stairs. The ones on the southbound platform go up to either western corners of Lexington Avenue and 110th Street while the ones on the northbound platform go up to either eastern corners. There are no crossovers or crossunders to allow a free transfer between directions.
The northbound platform had another second exit towards the north end, but due to safety and security reasons, this was closed and covered over in the mid-1990s. The only evidence of this exit is a steel door in the wall.
The artwork at this station is a mosaic entitled Un Sabado en la Ciento Diez (A Saturday on 110th), by Manuel Vega in 1996.
Famous quotes containing the words street and/or avenue:
“The sturdy Irish arms that do the work are of more worth than oak or maple. Methinks I could look with equanimity upon a long street of Irish cabins, and pigs and children reveling in the genial Concord dirt; and I should still find my Walden Wood and Fair Haven in their tanned and happy faces.”
—Henry David Thoreau (1817–1862)
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—Ernest Lehman (b.1920)