I have no idea why I decided to wander over here. The convention's hotel is here, but that's about the only reason I'm going to have to come back.
What a mess. Ok, it is Times Square, but why come to this consumer whorehouse? (Funny that all the wonders of corporate prostitution replaced the sex-trade businesses that used to be here.) I was nice and took several pictures for tourists. They liked them. Maybe I should be a photographer for the masses here--well I could charge 5 bucks a photo, I suppose. See this place is infectious. Maybe all it can be is somewhere to suck the dollars out of tourists pockets.
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
Fear and loathing in Times Square
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