It’s not easy to read thanks to my lousy camera and lack of photography skill, but the store in the middle, found in Midtown Manhattan, is called Hippo Shoes.
Sounds like the perfect place to find accessories to match the new outfit I bought at Manatee Clothiers.
Sitting behind me on the LIRR, a clearly appalled girl in her 20s exclaims to her friend:
“She advertised it as a dining room set, but it’s a dinette set at best!”
Now, I get as infuriated by classified-ad exaggerations as the next guy, but judging by this girl’s obnoxiouly loud voice and completely-void-of-irony indignation, I’m guessing she doesn’t have enough friends to require the extra leaf and two chairs she’d been expecting.