Last night I found myself waiting at the entrance to the Chrysler building for my wife when I realized that the yawning outdoor vestibule is an incredible perch from where you can literally hear New York think.

Because it was 6 PM and the Chrysler Building is situated in just outside the "okay-I'm-gonna-get-on-the-train-hangup" zone, I was able to get a front row seat to the New York Unconscious Show. I can't explain it; the experience is something you've got to have for yourself but there was one pearl that surfaced that I would like to share. -- A young lady on her mobile asked her would-be oracle "So... what comes after a-trillion?"

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