Where two police officers and three good samaritans laugh when the elderly widow who absolutely does not want to go to the hospital even though she is now bleeding from the head after tripping on the curb  jokes, "My husband beat me!" when the EMT asks her what happened.

Where the kids in the Gifted and Talented kindergarten sing "I'm as
good as I can be, there is no one quite like me... special, special,
special me... I'm as special as can be" as the parents-of-potentially-
gifted-and-talented-children touring the school try to loom less
conspicuously.

Where a boy who is just learning to read follows the city's directions.

Where the CVS employee says, "How I got to know what's in your pocket and what's not in your pocket?" and the man in the wheel chair yells, "I lived in this neighborhoods before you was BORN--I could be your Pops, your POPS!"

Where one of the mothers at Super Soccer Stars is, among other things, French.

Where a woman holding a toddler runs out of Duane Reade, jumps into the front seat and pleads with a man who is in the process of towing her orange mini Cooper.

Where four people claiming to be the FBI but not even pretending to have a warrant yell "Check his pockets! He's the one we're looking for!" and apprehend a fifth person while a young voyeur balances his fear and delight.