They speak another language here in New York.
It is called 'Honk'.
This language is spoken at all hours.
Day and night someone is speaking it.
They speak to each other.
They speak to themselves.
My favourite honk-talkers are the Harlem taxi cab drivers who give a friendly little 'toot toot' when they drive past as if to say, "Hey! You wanna ride?"
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