On my way home from the gym, I end up waiting on the corner of 16th St. and 11th Ave.
As I notice the light going to yellow, I survey the situation (noticing little traffic and anticipating their stopping) and I start crossing the street. The Vespa coming towards me isn't slowing down. It doesn't hit me or come close, but if I hadn't moved, I might have had
Mario Batali, his signature orange Crocs and his Vespa in my lap.

Not only was there a chance of a collision, but he also managed to run a red light by a significant amount. I guess he was too busy pointing out to his passenger the location of his restaurant (
Del Posto), to notice pedestrians or red lights. He just wanted to park his Vespa on the sidewalk. And here I thought being in car anywhere near Britney Spears was dangerous.
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