233rd Street is a local station on the IRT White Plains Road Line of the New York City Subway. It is located in the Bronx at the intersection of 233rd Street and White Plains Road. It is served by the 2 train at all times and the 5 train during rush hours in the peak direction.
This elevated station, opened on March 31, 1917, contains three tracks and two side platforms. The center express track is not normally used in revenue service. Both platforms have beige windscreens and red canopies supported by green frames and columns in the center. They also have yellow ADA tactile strips on their edges. These were all installed during a Spring 2006 rehabilitation. On either ends, both platforms have black, steel, waist-high fences with white lampposts at regular intervals. The station signs are in the standard black name plates with white lettering.
This station has one elevated station house below the tracks and platforms. Two staircases and one elevator from each platform go down to a waiting area/crossover, where a turnstile bank and two exit-only turnstiles provide access to/from the subway system. Outside fare control, there is a token booth and two staircases going down to either northern corners of White Plains Road and East 233rd Street. There is also an elevator going down to the northwest corner. The three elevators make the station ADA-accessible.
The 2006 artwork here is called Secret Garden: There's No Place Like Home by Skowmon Hastanan. It consists of stained glass panels on the platform windscreens and station house depicting plants, fruits, and trees. It is associated with the New York Botanical Garden.
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