I'm all for this see-something say-something campaign but if you actually spent time in Port Authority you'd know that you'd never get to work if you told them about everything out of place you saw on a given day. Homeless urine, random bags of godknowswhat littering the floor, weird musicians, that one shop that sells six week old beef patties, those weird candy art statues, the Wednesday afternoon Jazz thing but the weirdest thing is that the place that sells macaroons.
It's all a bit odd if you ask me. Who the hell walks into Port Authority and thinks..I need a red velvet stuffed double cookie.
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