I spent about 14 hours in New York City one day last week, starting with a TV appearance and ending with a storytelling class. Along the way, I managed to accidentally take various photos with my cell phone:

It's almost like one of those artsy posters you can buy in a tourist shop, but it's just the sign outside a parking garage. Usually I take picture of my palm right around then.

I wanted to get a shot of the very happy kid riding his scooter through the fountain in Columbus Circle, but I was afraid his parents would think I'm a stalker. So I wound up with a photo of his feet and my knees...yes, those are knees.
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