"Mommy, mommy! Look, I can make bubbles out of nothing! Do you think I can fly if it grows any bigger?!"
"That's your snot, David. God, why don't you sleep like normal children your age?"
"Mrs. Goggins, here's your cheesesteak."
Saturday had just passed the city of New York, and most cities would be well asleep already—but not New York, never the NYC.
Some of the smaller establishments have even just opened an hour ago. There were even more people now than there were during the day—No.
For some reason, the streets were far more crowded than usual. There were no events, no holidays—nothing to explain it. Most people went about their business, a few sat on benches clearly designed to deter the homeless, and some glanced around, noticing the unusual number of pedestrians.
"Hey, watch it! I'm walkin' here!"
