It was happenstance that I found myself walking up from Broadway yesterday afternoon. As I came to the crest of the hill at Central Station, it became clear that something was wrong. Very wrong.
A small group of people were standing next to the lights, ignoring the green walk direction to cross and were instead lingering on the curb with their phones held aloft, filming.
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