I forgot about this. Hard to imagine why. This article reminded me.
On the subway platform at Bergen Street, as I was walking down it the other night, on my way home, I saw a man running towards me with his right arm in the air, screaming.
Big white dude, eyes tearing up a little, in apparent agony, but not threatening.
As he passed me, arm raised high, it was obvious what was in his hand: a live lobster, claws waving.
I don't know.