Aw sheit! It’s crazy drunk Santa day in Manhattan. When I surface there will be hundreds. Will they wander into the Wilderness?
Seeing the Santas out of context reminds me of when I worked the Sesame Street road show in college…and my job was to make sure no patrons got backstage to see how Big Bird was stored —> hanging by a noose. No shit. It’s all theatre. Keep the faith, yo!