The night in New York was far more interesting than the day. The sidewalks were filled with all kinds of people. Street musicians, artists, people walking hand in hand. A beautiful picture as long as one kept to the safe areas, otherwise one might chance upon the uglier side of the city with homeless people fighting one another for food. Dave enjoyed the atmosphere of life going around him. He understood that as long as he kept his head low, and moved with purpose, no one would pay any special attention to him. Especially with the hot dog, he was stuffing in his mouth right now.
The people were all moving about minding their own business, and they left Dave alone. He was thankful for all the weirdness New York presented, it had muffled his presence well so that no one came rushing toward him yelling, "Skelly, let's take a selfie!"
