New York  seems to be losing any semblance of the wild, young thing she used to be. The newest symbol of the nanny state is something I haven't seen before.
This is an image taken from a New York sidewalk. What the sticker on the store glass seems to be asking is - "Please don't smoke on the sidewalks". I have come around to the no-smoke-in-the-hair pleasantry of non-smoking bars, however, it seems to me that in a city where jay-walking describes a bird locomoting on the ground and a man's Mercedes is his castle, that it's somewhat obnoxious to request that we officially surrender to the healthy mafia even while walking past every front door in Chelsea.

I wanted to take the time to actually explore the law around this but my confusion overwhelmed me and I felt the need to document this before I was sidetracked by good sense.