Before taking the subway over to Queens? Breakfast at Johny’s Luncheonette.
Ran into Davide, who I’d only known virutally for perhaps a decade.
Nice and neighborly Queen’s Pride parade.
Scott (and Olli, not pictured) picked a great Tibetian joint for lunch Phayul
Dug this Flatiron branding on the way back to pick up my bags to catch the train that took me to a bus that took me to a plane.
Patrick, deep in tought.
Caught a Recovery Logo outside of Penn Station
So long New York, once again you overwhelmed me with wonderfulness.