Sometimes There Are Reasons Not to Hate New York

I did not get to watch the debates last night because my friend Leigh and I went to see Fiona Apple at Terminal Five (she sounded great, looked insane, and Leigh and I both agreed that the next concert we go to will have assigned seating because we are old ladies who hate crowds), but my boyfriend took this picture of a crowd of people watching them on the street in Jackson Heights:

I think it is beautiful and it helps remind me why I live in New York despite the city driving me absolutely crazy most of the time.