It’s crazy that the Timbs were still there yesterday before the game and a second pair was hanging too. My fellow New Yorkers are treating The Knicks Subway entrance like an altar and are making offerings to the basketball gods.
This is why I love NYC! If you stop rushing to get everywhere you will find raw moments like this: a guy in timbs pouring his soul into a Bach cello sonata.
He made the subway sound like a cathedral. Pure joy!