Walking from the subway up to work this morning, I hear a horn honk to my left. I ignore it, but the car honks again. I still ignore it, but then I hear a woman shouting in Spanish. I turn to look and see a minivan driving by. The side door is open in back and a woman’s kneeling inside, topless but for a pair of suspenders.
She laughs, jiggles herself at me, and the van drives off.
Ah, New York.