Lookit, a New Yorker standing still! We're waiting for the free shuttle to Manhattan as the subways were still (12 hours after the storm) not working. It took MTA a little while to get Moses on the job but dang I was super impressed with his efficiency. Word from the inside is that the East River was a cinch compared to the Red Sea, more of a butter knife operation what with the viscosity and all. Being an infidel, I worried about which side of the Jew/Pharoah's army conflict I might fall. When the trains started running, I thought about this as we went real slow under the East River. I may have said Sholom and Oy vey several times.
I thought to use my waiting on line time wisely by getting up in other's business! Hurray! If there's anything that riles me up it's a turban. And when it's a turban on the very tippy top of a real male model-y bean swaddled in pumpkin colored outerwear (which I cranked up to make my point) and nice kicks, well, predictably, I babbled and took a couple pictures without turning on the camera. As you would. This nice young man
was apparently unarmed is an artist in training at Cooper Union.