Oh, I meant to mention! Richard Kind asked me for directions in my neighborhood yesterday! I was coming up the subway stairs behind a slow-moving man. He stopped at the top of the stairs and put up his umbrella. I moved around him. He said, "Which way is East?" I gave him a startled look, like I don't know, oh wait, you're Richard Kind! He made a sound like, yeah, calm down, I know I'm Richard Kind, and asked me again more pointedly. I said, "Well, that way's the East River." Luckily I figured that one out. No one asks which way is East in Brooklyn. It's not Manhattan. Sheesh.
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