Well, it’s Friday. I’m standing here at the train station thinking about yesterday and last night. It’s always the same but different.

It’s my third day at the 32nd Street camera which means I have three days of shooting there which makes some of the locals pissed off because they go by in the morning and go by at night and I don’t recognize everyone. So, there is a couple of people getting very upset.

One lady called the police which happened about 20 times to me already and I explained to the police and to her what we’re doing. She still leaves angry but the cops don’t bother me. A lot of times, the girl smiles and lets me take her picture or take the cop’s picture whatever it is. It’s little bit of a problem.

Anyway, I stayed outside all day yesterday shooting. I made a bunch of good sales for the store. Last night was interesting and of course fun. This new company – it’s a champagne company that has a distillery – I guess you call it that.

You put the champagne into the unit and makes it ice cold and it goes through this brass pipe and it goes across these small container of these diamonds and it distills out all the impurities from the champagne, leaves just a pure alcohol. So it’s kind of like whiskey from champagne like they get red wine and make cognac out of it. Take out all the red wine, you’re left with Remy Martin or Hennessy.

Anyway, they’re the very same group of people. So, doing shots of this distilled champagne and I tell them we’re from Portraits of New York – excuse the noise of the train. I’m going to call back on this one.

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