These are a constant reminder that we’re walking above a river of feces just feet below us. Day 038.

Waiting for food on some cool slate tiles rocking the slip on Vans which are essential outdoor slippers for me. Day 037.

It’s always a fun show to watch Bowie pull all of his toys out of the toy pail. Day 036.

Lunch in midtown means waiting in queue. Day 035.

Out early this morning to get some decent snow. Day 034.