It's by far the best part of living in NY and it blows my mind when people don't take advantage of it.
Nothing in the world brings me more peace and joy than getting up and doing the rounds: shooting the shit with the deli guys, chatting about the weather with the crepe shop guy as he spreads the batter, laughing with the dude who owns the pet shop about how bold the new shop kitten is, conceding that it's definitely been too long since the last time I was in as the laundromat ladies playfully chastise me