So why does this matter? Because New York doesn’t treat fame like a throne. It treats it like a subway seat. You might get one, you might not.
It’s the great equalizer. A billionaire and a broke actor share the same sidewalk puddle. That is the spirit of the city.
Next time you’re stuck in a cab? Look around. That grumpy guy buying a pretzel might be a legend. That woman tripping over a curb? She could be a Grammy winner.
Keep your eyes open. Keep your phone ready. In New York, the red carpet is just a cracked sidewalk that looks fabulous.
