by Pete Wells

They prowl the city searching for nourishment and members of their own species. Often, they can be recognized by their feeding grounds. Birds of dignified plumage sit two by two in dim bistros and trattorias of upper Madison Avenue.

Great beasts of prey stalk their gazelles at the teeming watering holes of the meatpacking district. Furtive, solitary woodland creatures, camouflaged in forest-floor colors, creep after dark into coffee shops all over the city.

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