Nos encantan esos farloperos del East Village que se flipan con la tecnología y emiten programas de televisión piratas desde la sala de estar de casa de su madre. ¡Su atuendo para salir en antena nunca decepciona!
These guys in their gigantic-tea cozy hats over giganticer headphones listening to the Magnetic Fields and reading the City Pages exude a kind of “I’m me and that’s that” matter-of-factness that just makes you want to walk by them and whisper, “I know, that’s why I hate you.”
