Eyeball Jazz
That's New York.
And you can take the girl out of New York...
(FYI, after all my years in New York, taxis are drawn to my hand as if it's a giant magnet. And then there are the times I shout for one at a decibel level consistent with one of those cruise ship-protecting sonic weapons...or those times I simply throw my body on a taxi's hood. And, believe it or not, sometimes they even stop. The rest of the time, I'm forced to run 20 blocks with my backpack on my back like a peasant being chased by the Cossacks.)
photos by Gregg Sutter
I love NY. This is a great time of the year to be there, too. (sighs with envy)
deja pseu at November 18, 2005 9:07 AM
Haven't been back to NYC for thirty years, but I still miss parts of it. Mostly wanted to comment on the cool Janus face your hood is making in the second photo. It's always good to be able to watch your 6 in the big city.
Alan at November 18, 2005 11:43 AM
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