Photo by myself at MacDougal and Bleecker Streets, in the Village.Sounds like a joke, eh?
On their way to a costume party, I can only assume, three unlikely buddies crossed the street. Their get-ups aroused some curiosity.
Fortunately, anything goes in this city. I'd say anything short of walking around bare naked is okay, ha.
Related posts: Gold Guy, at 59th Street, Leaving the Santa Convention, in the East Village, and Funky Chicken, in Park Slope, Brooklyn.
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