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Naked Woman Walks Down the Street

7 Naked Woman Walks Down the Street for B., E., and G. majestic a living statue with a train of curious children who crown her with laughter and shrieks. Before she rounds the corner to be plucked into a police car, I see her lead an army of homeless people who rise up from Penn Station and Grand Central and the Port Authority Bus Terminal and the next block. And the woman is clothed in rainbow and light from hummingbird wings. Her followers turn to moving stone and bronze. They drop off in ones and twos along Broadway, stationing themselves at the head of subway stairs. Their hands are raised and their fists are clenched. Their stone and bronze children are pointing. One cannot run past without touching them. The touch is electric to feel those statues— their malice, their might. ...