We've spent almost 25 years just a short train ride away from Times Square. Naked Cowboy land and all that. You just never know what to expect and sometimes even when I'm standing right in the middle of the action, I still am not sure what's going on. I knew there were now chairs and no cars. But what was this woman doing, parading back and forth, preening for the cameras. That's a large white boom box she's carrying. Turned off.
Well, at least I knew about all the chairs. Odd little beachy chairs, but filled with onlookers who looked pretty comfy:
There's got to be a story.