Back from a trip to midtown.
On the subway, I sat across a kid with a punkish skateboarder t-shirt with a huge "23" emblazoned over the heart area.
Changing at Columbus Circle for the local, I was standing next to a guy wearing a #8 jersey for some New York team.
When I got out of my union's building, there was a guy on the corner with a large "42" on the back of his football jersey.
Kept looking for a "4", a "15", and a "16", but came up a cropper. I think the Fates were toying with me because there was a nutjob on the subway ride home wearing a "56" jersey. It's probably what drove him crazy.