A Sunday Morning Sad Face.
|43rd street between 9th and 10th.|
Finally, the snow is gone.
|43rd looking toward 10th.|
|Down in the Village, I exited the subway to find these signs all over.|
|Ah, they're doing a street fair!|
|People setting up.|
|Times gets there first.|
|No parking, but I guess you can trash your bike here.|
|A big table with hard chairs around it.|
|Me sitting on a hard chair.|
Oh, and I shaved off my mustache & goatee.