It was hot today in the city, and with the return of the heat is the return of the NYC's finest, and lets face facts in some cases, not so fine, cleavage.
Nonetheless the cleavage season is back and going to lunch is an adventure for single and married man alike.
As an added bonus, sometimes, like today -- the sky gets dark real fast and there is a flash storm.
And then mes froid chats, it's simply boobies galore. It's a wet T-Shirt contest with no cover.
Ahh. The guilty pleasures of the commute..
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