The other day we took a bus from the Port Authority Bus Station. When I was in college I traveled through the fetid halls of the Port Authority Bus Station often. The bus station has been going through a series of improvements over the past several years. Before we boarded our bus I realized that I needed to use the bathroom. I assumed that it would be the same exercise of nose holding that it was in the past. I was shocked. The bathroom was spotless. If I ever told my mother that I was going anywhere in Manhattan, she would let me know where the nice nearby bathrooms were. I thought that she should publish a guide to all of the best publicly available bathrooms in Manhattan. Someone else published that book. If she were updating me about excellent bathrooms in midtown -west she would have suggested using the Port Authority bathrooms. This George Segal sculpture has been near the local bus ticketing windows for the last many years. I never pass this sculpture whe...
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