Banksy moves in to the WestVill
On Sunday, I tripped over a carnival-style dolphin stumbling home at like 4 a.m. on 7th Avenue a block from my apt. A nice man (I admit, I thought it was a Scottish accent, apparently I’m wrong) stepped out from inside and asked me if I was okay. He was holding a furry chicken.
I filed it under another random NYC incident, now I know that it is the work of BANKSY! Which makes it, of course, still random but 1000x cooler.
