There can never be enough cupcakes in the world.

It’s possible this place has been around for years, but I only just noticed it yesterday. It’s on Bleecker Street, about four or five blocks from my apartment. Were those real cupcakes, just sitting out on the street, where anyone could have grabbed one? Even if they weren’t real, a pretty faux cupcake would be worth taking as well. Just saying.

Cupcakes, Bleecker Street, New York City

Stacy Horn

I've written six non-fiction books, the most recent is Damnation Island: Poor, Sick, Mad, and Criminal in 19th-Century New York.

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