Under the Bridge

No trip to New York is complete without visiting the bridge where Macauly Culkin and the Pigeon Lady defeated The Wet Bandits. It´s everything I hoped it would be - magical, even.

No less impressive is the bar from the Highlander. Serving a range of lagers and ales, Peter McManus´ Cafe is right up my straße. Perhaps New York and I could have some longevity afterall. Perhaps I can design some sort of outfit that clearly conveys to the various overt pregant women, homosexuals, and black guys that I like ale very much.

Photo: nymag.com, right up my straße

And as per usual, KK has ordered with her eyes, and I get many more chicken nuggets than is wise.