Spotted on the way home from Williamsburg, on the uptown platform of the 14th Street IND station around midnight one rainy evening earlier this week: An attractive and serious young man, comfortably slouched on the bench, reading a copy of Ernst Cassirer’s “The Myth of the State,” small headphones holding his thoughts in place. At his feet rested a beautiful, wet, Winnie-the-Pooh folding umbrella.
Unfortunately I didn’t have the nerve to use my camera; this time I had to just squeeze my eyes and record it without mechanical assistance.
Lovely, New York.
[image from Umbrella-Shoppe.Com]