Wednesday, March 7, 2018 4:45 PM

Great social engineering at this hummus joint: if you bus your own tray, you get free coffee and dessert. A man lies on the ground nearby, jeans torn, smoking hand-rolled cigarettes and singing along with Tom Petty videos on his phone. My shadow moves across those of the perforated bus stop walls, a ghost among the polka dots, crossing cobblestones, Crembo wrappers, and his face.