Tonight was a surprise explosion all over 5th ave. First I found myself bicycling home from work and every 2 blocks there was a musician/band performing on the corner, a beautiful action coordinated by local musicians. I was reminded of Firenze, Italia, where I lived for 3 months in 1999 and was always amazed at the variety of music and art produced in the streets. Not that New York doesn’t have it’s fair share of incredible buskers, but in Florence (and most of Italy, for that matter) the art was more public. It was a corridor of musical bliss… And then I came upon a grand opening of a new bar, The Black Horse on 5th and 16th, which was jam packed from the moment they opened their doors and I proceeded to watch the Yankees lose game 5 of the ALCS in dramatic fashion. While not nearly as fun as supporting my own team, rooting against our bitter rivals is still remarkably satisfying.
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