Miaxi

  New York, New York. It was a hell of a town. And with traffic backed up all the way from Central Park South, 7th Avenue was little more than a blaring garishly lighted parking lot.  Burnished gold taxi cabs vied for dominance in the slow moving arterial stream of traffic, as privately owned vehicles ranging from small 'city' cars that were little more than tin cans on roller-skates and huge ponderous eighteen wheelers forged their own paths through the city. Everyone was in a rush to get back home for Christmas, be it from the office or the corner connivance store. Some had wives, husbands and families to return to, whilst others were