The Luxurious Sly

Again, I make an effort. Again, I fail to make the connection. Again, I am left confused. This time though, I wandered semi-aimlessly around Soho and then Union Square in search of a paper. I checked windows, subway platforms, newsstands, grocers. I looked for the right person, empty boxes, stacks of paper, any clue to the whereabouts of The Universal Sigh.

It is here.