If you want to be a part of something publicized and demeaning, and Miss G Train.”

The G train is a disgrace. It runs erratically, it runs only in Brooklyn and part of Queens, it only has four cars. But it’s the only way to get from Williamsburg to Park Slope or from Red Hook to Greenpoint, so like the town bicycle, Brooklynites are required to ride it at least once in their lives. If you would like to be the beauty who represents this miracle of public transportation, you can send a sexylicious photograph and a 200-word essay to missgtrain@cityreliquary.org. Oh, and this isn’t your promiscuous grandmother’s pageant, it’s open to all ages–and all genders. Get in touch with your ambiguous side–and do the G train proud.

Don’t forget, FreeWilliamsburg is looking for a contestant on the inside if you’re into that sort of thing. So kinky.