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It's that time.
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It's that time, my friends.
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Perambulating to a meeting.
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But enough about me.
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This is what you want to see.
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The streets, the bowels.
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I'm on my way today to a...
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I'll tell you about it afterwards.
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It's a unique meeting of sorts that I will talk about.
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But first and foremost, I want to just mention today Or now.
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Just how I cannot believe the level of mental illness that I'm seeing.
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See the horse?
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See the horse?
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See that?
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Can you make out the horse?
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Anyway.
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The level of mental illness that I am seeing exhibited by people that I normally consider to be somewhat rational.
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Is out of this world.
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Check this out here.
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This is the most real estate dog.
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When you walk by and see this, it just sits there.
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That's the dog tripod.
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I cannot believe the level of absolute insanity.
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Very good place, by the way.
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This used to be a place called Taboon.
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And you see that fire?
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You see that?
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Can you see that fiery...
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What is it?
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Can you see that?
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Maybe you can't.
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It's this kind of like a...
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The hearth.
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Can you see it there?
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It looks like a pizza oven.
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It was called a Taboon.
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And it's Middle Eastern, Israeli.
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Very good.
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Falafel.
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I mean, let's face it.
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How can you screw up falafel?
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Seriously.
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Now, by the way, check this out.
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These are the neighborhood guys who sit around.
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Oh, we almost saw a collision.
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Check these guys.
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They sit here all day and just raise hell.
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I'm a kid.
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I'm 38. Speaking a language that is yet to be deciphered.
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But they're harmless.
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Lest you have any consideration for ambiguity, no trespassing, no smoking, no drinking, no loitering.
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Everybody's loitering.
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Everybody's drinking.
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What are you talking about?
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But those fellers sit.
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Didn't bother anybody.
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Back to what I was saying.
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I can't go into detail.
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You wouldn't know these people.
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But Mrs. L and I today were beyond shocked.
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At the level of insanity that we are dealing with on a regular basis.
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Seriously.
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People that we consider to be, you know, friends.
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You know, regular friends.
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I think there was a suicide here.
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I know there was one around the corner from us that was sad one day.
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I saw this blanket.
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Not a blanket, but a sheet or something.
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Or what appeared to be the remnants of a human being.
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See these things?
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These are what kill you.
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This is what kills you when you come to New York.
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Watch it.
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Look how fast these things are going.
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I know this may not seem...
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Look at this.
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Imagine getting hit by this.
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From people from other countries who have no conception of driving, much less rules and that sort of...
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Back to what I was saying.
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Insanity.
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People losing their mind.
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People, I think, with a series of mental illness mixed with a lot of substance abuse that goes unheralded and unnoticed and unaddressed.
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This is one of the oldest.
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This is the Hell's Kitchen Columbus Branch Library in Der Hood.
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You know, I walked in one day just, I don't know, perangulating about.
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And I was really...
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I don't know.
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Take it back.
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I like libraries.
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Or libraries, as some people say.
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I really do.
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I like them.
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This is a great little bar called Waylon.
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Isn't it good?
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Waylon.
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Waylon and Willie and the boys.
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Luke and Bob, Texas.
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A lot of borrachos here.
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People sitting around.
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The smell of weed.
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Omnipresent.
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And androgyny.
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Androgyny is in the air.
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Notice, not non-binary, but androgyny.
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This guy running.
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There's no way to run half speed without looking like a fool.
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You know what I mean?
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Oh, up here.
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Famous, famous place called Desi Restaurant.
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All of the taxi drivers would.
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Show up here.
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And it has a smell that is so wonderful.
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A smell of curry and cardamom.
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It's legit, legit.
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And there's a little cafeteria sort of in the back and the side where the legits eat.
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Phenomenal.
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This!
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This!
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For you Westies fans, this!
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This is the famous Skyline Hotel.
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This used to be a haven for the Westies.
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Coonan, Featherstone.
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Notice this, interesting.
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You see an American flag, flag of New York, and an Israeli flag.
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Your thoughts and comments, ladies and gentlemen?
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No comment there.
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That's a losing proposition.
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Trust me.
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Pick the hill you want to down.
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Talk about things you can change.
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No.
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No, that's kind of interesting.
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Back to what I was saying, mental illness.
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Unbelievable.
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The amount of stuff that we have to deal with on a regular basis.
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I'm not going to make any deal about this fellow on the street.
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We should have a thing called Man on the Street.
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I wanted to have an actual show called Man Interviewing Men on the Street.
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I don't know what this is.
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It's him.
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Okay?
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Let your imagination run for that one.
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I don't know what that's about.
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It's him.
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Uh-huh.
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Okay.
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Here's our Gevark.
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Fusion.
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Blue again.
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Ooh, I like it.
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You know what fusion means?
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Fusion means I don't know what I'm doing.
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I'm going to throw it all together and I'm going to hope to God it's workable.
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These are the little ices.
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Used to be made.
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See these women?
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They're from...
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I don't know where they're from.
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They're South or Central America.
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There used to be the Corona Ice Lady.
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This was the most famous.
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In Corona Queens, the ice.
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They would shave ice.
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This, this of course, is a landmark.
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At least to me.
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Hell's Kitchen Park, ladies and gentlemen.
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Hell's Kitchen Park.
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The sound of kids playing.
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Strange people, demented.
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Looking off into space.
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Look at this old architecture.
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Look at this.
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These are the old, the old style.
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You don't see this anymore.
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They've been here, oh my god, a hundred years.
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100, yeah?
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Can't really see your comments today.
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Because if I look down, I'm going to walk into something.
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They're pithy.
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