Tender New York Moments

I’m about to turn the corner while walking around today. I hear an approaching car horn being pushed permanently. A second later, the source of the sound comes into full view:
a yellow cab flying down the street at an incredible speed followed immediately by a second car, the driver clearly angry, one hand on the horn, the other arm fully extended out the window, middle finger in full view.
I will miss these tender New York moments.
Posted September 29th, 2004
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