The fire hydrant sized FDNY person, the family of four decked out in Star Wars, waiting for an outdoors table at the restaurant next door. The numerous comic book characters, the lions, dogs, short skirts, gutted stomachs, bandaged heads, bloody faces, duct tape in unusual places, smallest of fairies, largest of heroes, they were all present. It made walking down the street an enjoyment, not knowing who was going to show at the next rounded corner. I loved the guy who asked me to guess who he was. He was wearing a lion suit, and although I was sober and he not so much, he had to tell me he was the gentle lion from the Wizard of Oz. Don’t know what about the costume wasn’t obvious. I guessed, a Lion King Leftover, that pleased him – not so much. We were both watching the car that looks like it is driving out of the grave- is it Freddy or Nightmare on Elm? Someone altered a car and there it was. We were in awe, but more so when it drove away. Will post picture, taken in the dark.