I love New York. Even in July. Where else can you be strolling home through Central Park from a gig shooting the NYC Triathlon and see a white lady in a white tutu on a white box? Only in New York. And where else would said white dancer wink at you and blow you a kiss when you poked your camera in her face? Only in New York.
Of course I tipped her, that’s beside the point. Point is…….. well, New York can be pretty rad. Even in July!