Sex and the City Tour
Really anything done ironically is a waste of time. And since there is no way to go on a Sex and the City bus tour earnestly, it shouldn't exist. A. A. Gill's account of the tour makes it sounds kind of hilarious, but in a deeply sad way. The tour stops at Magnolia Bakery, "We don’t have to line up. Our cakes come with the ticket. Massive trays of cupcakes appear and are offered to us in a tramp’s pissoir alley on slimy benches beside a children’s recreational park. Feeding cake to yearningly single women beside a playground with happy West Village moms and their gilded tots was an act of sadistic patronage."
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