and i can't figure out what new habitat--for good or for ill--he's chosen. happy new year.
He's in the narrow space between a floating dock & the bulkhead of the Howard Beach boat basin.
In true New York fashion, I chose to not get involved - went on to my lunch. Oh, the inhumanity of the big city...
i'm shocked by the apathy. re-learn compassion. i live in the neighborhood of the kitty genovese tragedy. this sounds like kitty nemo.
Well, y'know, I thought about calling the police (or maybe the icthyologists at the Coney Island Acquarium), but then I figured he probably just had too much fishfood & was sleeping it off. And anyways it was cold, and my friends were all waiting for me, and...well, you know.
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