Another thinking tour. My return to the Brooklyn Bridge. Didn’t come up with any good ideas.
This journey began in Chinatown, on Canal St.
While talking to Tony, I ran into this metaphor for our financial system
Sushi, Blimpie, Pizza, and Pasta. Ohhhh kay!
Thanks to the Empire State Building, it’s a little different every time I’m here.
I wandered back down Smith St., past this illusion
And then along Carroll, back to pseudoreal headquarters.
First time I’ve ever seen a rat on the platform itself.
This probably leads to The Penguin’s lair.
The woman on the right stepped in front of everyone when the train stopped at Canal St.
She then stepped over a stroller with a baby in it and cut off an old woman trying to exit the train.
I nominate her for worst person in New York City.