The author recounts their experience at a protest march, which began on a subway platform uptown.
They noticed an elderly woman carrying a handmade sign that read, "No dictators/no kings". When asked about it, she replied:
I would have called Trump a cunt, but he lacks the depth and warmth.
The author eventually made their way to Seventh Avenue at the edge of New York's Times Square, where they joined hundreds of other protesters.
Author's summary: A personal account of a protest march.