1 year ago. Thursday, November 21, 2024 at 9:38 AM
In 1964, I, along with several friends, put our foreheads on a lampost on W 4th Street, NYC, near the Night Owl cafe. As strangers passed by, they ignored us or asked to join us. This may have been the most fantastic example of meaningless behavior I have ever participated in.
We laughed a lot and I suppose that was the redeeming characteristic.
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