I love New York.
Today I was walking home after work and I saw a woman approaching wrapped in her coat, her backpack straps trailing in the air about her. “Hm,” I thought, “her coat is blowing so, it looks like she has wings.”
And then she passed, and I saw she was in fact wearing sheer black butterfly wings. Who knows what event demanded them; perhaps she was simply in a singularly butterflyish mood.
I love New York 🙂