I remember this day. I was walking to the theatre on 3rd Avenue to see Once Upon a Time in Hollywood – projected large, the way it was meant to be projected – and it was a grey day, with a light drizzle. On my way to the theatre, beaming out of the grey-ness, I saw an old sign. (You’ll see a lot of old signs in this “photo of the day” thing. I love them so.) This one was particularly glamorous because of the degradation of it – the slight scuzziness to it- and that it looked like the letters were dripping, because of the rain. One of my favorite kind of New York days. Going to a matinee on a rainy day. Alone.
