New York City, don’t ever change

Wait, so how did they know my crazy was for sale? Where do I sell my crazy now that I can’t sell it there? Its just all so difficult.

Oh and I am sure they will appreciate it:

As is usual in New York, I had to pay this guy to take his picture. He nearly grabbed the dollar out of my hand and posed for me while taking this picture. He’s giving me a lot of neck. The Small Orange Man would be proud, I bet.

Leave a comment