Yeah it's a mad city. The people watching was off the charts. I sat outside an ice cream parlour for 15 minutes on Bleeker Street and I saw a lad cycling down the road with a car tyre balanced on his head, turned around and some hobo was shaking the leg of his pants and a knobble of poo came out the bottom, turned around again and a mexican drug dealer with a supped up car with the girliest chuwawa on his lap. My people watching was in overdrive. It was like your man on Tiktok down the underground looking at mental things going on.