Scary NYC evidence of the depression

I ran over to a doctors appointment on 5th and 71st yesterday, and when I got there I found out my doctor had moved to 11th and Broadway...a fact his staff had neglected to mention to me. My appointment was at 3 and I arrived at 2:56 in my running stuff with only a credit card.

I hopped in a cab on Fifth Ave and was at 11th and Bway at 3:09. That's straight down Fifth Ave.

Scared the shit out of me. Normally, you'd sooner shoot yourself than take a cab down Fifth Avenue on a weekday...except that I had no choice in this case. But yesterday we barely slowed down.

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