6 (New York City Subway Service)

6 (New York City Subway Service)

The 6 Lexington Avenue and Pelham Local and <6> Lexington Avenue Local and Pelham Express are two rapid transit services of the New York City Subway. The 6 local has a circle shape while the <6> express has a diamond shape. Both are colored apple green on station signs, route signs, and the official subway map, since they provide service on the IRT Lexington Avenue Line in Manhattan.

The 6 local service operates at all times while the <6> express service operates during middays and rush hours in the peak direction. At all times except middays and rush hours in the peak direction, the 6 local operates between Pelham Bay Park in the Bronx and Brooklyn Bridge – City Hall in Civic Center, Manhattan. During middays and rush hours in the peak direction, the 6 local operates to/from Parkchester in the Bronx. The <6> express replaces the 6 local north of Parkchester and operates as an express between that station and Third Avenue – 138th Street.

Weekdays from 9:00 to 11:00 a.m., some Manhattan-bound <6> trains operate local from Parkchester to Hunts Point Avenue while some Parkchester-bound 6 trains operate express in that section.

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