I was biking to a movie on the Plaza, Money Monster, good stuff, but I missed the showtime I was aiming for by ten minutes. Which meant I had lots of time to run around shooting people and street bands and whatnot.
The movie claims to be a work of fiction but gets to more truth than some documentaries.
With the time I had to kill I was able to shoot the Groove Pilots and the Troubador Retreivers (who did a killer War Pigs), and on my way back out of the Plaza I came across the Battery Tour folks.
The street bands were by themselves enough reason to go to the Plaza, actually.
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