Over the weekend, I was wandering from the East Village to Chinatown (on a mission to visit this supermarket, which was quite nice, even though it didn’t carry the two things I was looking for, mochiko sweet rice flour and macapuno coconut strings, to make this) and this strangely elaborate, busted-up bench caught my eye.
And then I saw who had (made? arranged for? commissioned?) it:
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That’s quite possibly the coolest bench ever!
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