Background: Kurt and I were walking along Central Park West when we spotted a bicycle locked to a lamp post. Well, part of a bicycle, anyway. That lock did a heckuva job protecting the bicycle frame. Shame about the wheels and the seat, though. So I just had to take a picture of something that was at once both funny and sad.
New York was the first place I'd seen where the ATMs are inside the bank buildings in a room that requires that the ATM card be swiped through a lock by the door in order to enter. They don't need that kind of security around here. I can't speak for Miami or Tampa or Orlando, though.
