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The Snowden statue story was a bust. By 1pm, all that was left for reporters to cover was an empty pedestal and scattered, departing detectives.

FDNY paramedics strategically parked their ambulance smack dab in a bike lane to encourage cyclist calamities and develop new business while they stopped for coffee at Brooklyn Roasting Company's location on Flushing Avenue. I was in coffee shop working when I saw them ditch the vehicle here. 

REQUISITE DISCLAIMER: I respect the FDNY's work and general heroism.

I came to realize I don't document the interactions I have with the surfers who crash through this pad.

Seafood Ice Cream is one of those emergent artisanal flavors forecasted for trending in Spring 2015, right?

He was asleep when I got on at 86th Street. He woke up when they called for 59th street, packed up his pad, and got off the train. 

Lydia, from Germany, surfer of my IKEA KARLSTAD for three nights, was in NYC to participate as a lead delegate in the model UN at the actual UN. 

Spring just sprung. Earth experienced the equinox at 6:45pm. 

I had been wandering through the Met museum to two hours before going to a concert.

It's International Woman's Day. I didn't know this was a thing. Why didn't I learn about this day until now, on a bar sign?