Paul, Annette, my two cousins and I squeezed onto the neon bleacher seats in Times Square, resting our feet as we waited for the sun to go down and the square to light up even brighter.
Dave, however, went exploring. When we found him a few minutes later, we couldn't help gawking at what he had found: the naked cowgirl.
Times Square's naked cowboy is fairly well-known, although I've never seen him. Ms. Cowgirl, while lesser known, seemed to be pretty good at drawing a crowd -- and tips. You could have your picture taken with her for $1, with the bill going directly into her boot.
No takers in our group. We even offered to pay.
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