Traffic backs up on brownstone-lined 45th, where a Fresh Direct is wedged between an SUV and a moving van. A crowd gathers to watch the spectacle and offer some onlooker expertise. I talk to a man who has exited his car, and he says there's always too much traffic on the block. The trucks need to be rerouted to a wider street. Around the corner on Third, a bigger Fresh Direct truck slides past Jimmy's Tires & Rims. Facing Jimmy's: the New Way Laundromat, Trash for Cash Redemption Center, a stainless steel fabricator, a Sears cleaning business and Iglesia Pentecostal de Jesucristo "El Buen Samaritano," where a man is slumped outside the gates. Under the expressway, a Peace of Mind Pest Control driver is waiting for something, or someone, or maybe just idling. A couple of police cars pull in. Back on Jimmy's side, a gaunt woman in a loose black slip, one strap hanging low over a shoulder, weaves her way haphazardly along the sidewalk, screaming at invisible demons.
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