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However, the lady with the cane was peeved and as she got off, complained loudly and directly to the several walker owners about how much space they took up.
I thought, well, how great it is that we live in a city where buses have these platforms that go down to the sidewalk and then rise you up like the Queen Mother on her way to christen a ship. How great it is we live in a city where people with walkers and canes and wheelchairs and just tired old legs still move through it as they always have, only now with a little extra spin.
How great it is we live in a city where it is still yours and mine and hers and his New York even when we get too old for just two legs.