Due to the fluidity of my circumstances, I've had to take very many jobs which involved working with many different classes of society. In one of the jobs, I would go from a 50 million penthouse to the projects on 10th avenue in Chelsea and speak to a guy while behind him rats were zipping around, in his apartment. At some point, I interviewed a doctor who lived in a penthouse apartment on top of the Hudson Yards building and then back to the projects on the corner, where I had to make sure the drug dealer lookouts knew I was not the cops, child protection services, or immigration. And then I drove a 2-ton postal truck through Times Square.
I remember once I had a show out of town and couldn't go and instead had to clean the toilets of an Airbnb, so I would take my gloves off and check out the pictures from the show on my computer that the gallery director sent me.
Once I made a paintable dress for one of the wealthiest art patrons in New York City, in her own skyscraper. That summer I cleaned the local park, I remember one day a customer came out of the toilet and because there wasn't a mirror he adjusted his hairstyle in my sunglasses.
I will write the most fascinating book about New York City. There isn't going to be any partying or booze but life. Like they say, this is not a drill.