Bag like vessel of indeterminate purpose hanging from girders in Houston street station. Light wash courtesy of Peter Luger steak sauce.
Woman with knit hat that reminded me of a birthday cake. She must have thought my attention creepy as she strolled away when we all crossed the platform at Chambers for the Brooklyn train.
Bottom of the stairs at Chambers.
Sorry lady, just how it happens some times. Don't think woman next to me approved.
Big dude in big hoodie on the 2.