I don't know art....

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"I don't care who put it there!" snaps Alfredo Hall, jabbing an angry finger at the tall twisted sculpture near the Shaw Lowell Memorial Fountain. "It's all wrong. It's positively banal. It's ruining this show! I want it out of here!"

The construction worker is losing his patience. "Look, mac, I don't give a rat's naked tuchus what you want. I got a work order right here--" He waves the pink copy in Hall's face. "--telling me an' my boys to put that thing up, and nobody's gonna take it down without another work order!"

"Fine! I'll do it myself!"

"You try that and I'll have the union on your--" He catches sight of the zombies moving in. "Hooooly shit. What kinda crazy show you putting on here? Didn't you know Halloween was last week?"

Alfredo Hall turns and looks. "No! Oh, god, what else could go wrong today? I swear this show is cursed!"

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"I don't know art, but I know that thing was about as subtle as a brick." She steps back, then hauls him roughly to his feet before touching her earpiece. "One in custody, O." Beat, as she grips his collar firmly. "You're going to take me there. Right now."

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As he leads her off to his apartment, the air is split by the sounds of sirens. New York's Finest have fought their way through to render aid and assistance.

Across the street in Bryant Park, a makeshift field hospital is being set up to treat the injured.