




1. Canarsie, Brooklyn
2. Fort Greene, Brooklyn
3. Downtown, Manhattan
4. Chinatown / Lower East Side, Manhattan
5. Greenwich Village, Manhattan*
Photograph #5 was followed by a mellow chase to the next light. I decided rather than pose as a guilty fugitive, to just anticipate a friendly conversation.
"Don't publish my picture" Said the doofy star of photo 5, jokingly though.
"Don't? So I shouldn't publish it?"
"Yeah, don't publish my picture."
I wondered if he knew my alter ego.
"Do you know who I am?" he said, turning and smiling to his sidekick driver, and then back to me.
"No." Where is he going with this? "So I shouldn't publish your picture, right?"
"Well if you don't know who I am.. then..." He shrugged his shoulders, and the light turned green.
P.S. Do you know who I am?
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