Business Unusual
As
the bomb scare finished and traffic began to flow back up 8th ave,
there was a general feeling of "it never happened." The city went back
to working as it does, traffic resumed its frantic, honking pace, and
we all slowly returned to work.
Just then, an announcement came over the loudspeaker from the building super, in some sort of eastern european accent.
"This is building managment! All clear, business unusual..." (ruffling, mumbling heard in the background) "... Uh, umm. Normal business is resumed"
I've put up some more pictures from Rey, and cropped up some of Tate's gigantic 5 megapixel ones, including some of the one-man bomb-squad.
