It is not easy to find an empty taxi at 5:30 pm on a hot summer day in New York City. I was waiting for one myself, and I was envious of this fellow who snared a cab while it was stopped in traffic only a few hundred feet away from me. As I made this photo, I realized how incongruous it was to see a human figure run into a street completely filled with traffic. Our imaginations see the scene as a flowing river of traffic, yet it is not. The traffic had to be stopped for a red light in order for him to make the dash and grab that door. (As for me, I caught a Third Avenue bus a moment later and made my way uptown just as quickly as this fellow did.)