NYC is such a beautiful place. It might be the only place in the world where people are both numb and aware of the tragedy of human suffering on every street corner simultaneously. This morning a man walked by a homeless man and gave him a dollar, the homeless man tried to give him a newspaper and the man kept walking. The homeless man stood up, chased him down the street and said "you forgot your paper." The man kept walking. The homeless man was disappointed. He bought a cup of coffee from the street vendor on 34th between 6th and 7th, walked back over to lean against the wall by Sephora, took the lid off the cup of coffee and stuck his pinky finger in it. He said "not yet" to his little sleepy dog and then after awhile stuck his pinky finger back inside the paper cup. The puppy lapped up a little of the coffee, the man took a sip, and they seemed to take turns after that at least until I left the bagel store to make my way to work.
