On my first night in NYC I was in line at the local exorbitantly expensive market, when the man in front of me turned around and inquired if he could tickle me. I politely declined, as though I get asked that all the time. I was happy he had the decency to ask before touching.
He soon asked the cashier the same question. She responded "sure" and stuck her neck out, which he seized with his gently vibrating fingers. It was a truly beautiful moment.
Who says New Yorker's aren't friendly?
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