"fun times"

do newyorkhack
I had a good night.
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All night long, each good ride led to the next.
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As I passed Columbia on my way back downtown, I got flagged by a very pregnant, thirty-something lady dressed in hospital scrubs and a stethoscope. She had a phone to her ear and, when she got in, said, "59th and Amsterdam." But then a second later, she said, "Actually 59th and 3rd." And then another second later, "Let's make that 59th and Lex."
Finally she hung up the phone and said, "I'm sorry. My husband was barking orders at me on the phone."
We didn't talk for the rest of the ride.