For the first time, Yelp was almost useless when selecting a place to eat, as the first 10 places you’d want to go had been taken over like the Broken Yolk and transformed into the Samsung Galaxy store or the Syfy lounge or Trask Industries, the last a nod to that 2014 X-Men movie. Around midnight, I was trying to figure out if a restaurant in front of me was the actual restaurant or a converted club, and the place erupted as a skinny guy slinging himself sideways down the sidewalk was signing everything pushed in front of him. He was hunched over and had a trucker hat and greasy hair and when he looked up with that dazed I’ve-been-good-for-hours-when-does-this-end expression, I recognized him as The Walking Dead’s Norman Reedus.
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