Late one friday night (Saturday morning actually) Andrew & I were on our way home, via Time Square. While waiting for the light to change we noticed an unkempt man standing a few feet behind us and talking rather loudly.
It turns out that this man (I don't know if he was homeless or not) was asking someone to bet him $5 to make a drop shot into the rubbish bin. It is still unclear whether he was talking directly to us, or if there was an invisible friend, or if he was just talking to the air in general.
The 3-odd minutes that we were waiting there went like this:
"5 dollars to make the drop shot. C'mon, bet me 5 dollars!"
He walks a few feet from the bin, shoots, misses.
"Aw, missed by a mile!"
"5 dollars to make the drop shot. C'mon, bet me 5 dollars!"
He takes the shot again, misses.
"Aw, what a shame! So close!"
He was still doing that when the light changed.
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