Walking on Furman Street. After 30 years of having Witnesses show up on my door, it is a strange reversal to be at their house. Alas, no one runs out to carrying a Bible. Jimi doesn't sing, no men in suits.
"No reason to get excited," the thief, he kindly spoke,
"There are many here among us who feel that life is but a joke.
But you and I, we've been through that, and this is not our fate,
So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late."- B. Dylan
Went to the Metropolitan. Tried to find Dave Beckerman to buy a license, photographing on his territory.