Most people, when they want to hang out, will often suggest a bar or coffee shop or lunch spot. Not me. I’m a fan of straight up chillin’, which is a fancy way of saying that I try to avoid spending money to sit my ass down. It’s a good thing then, that New York happens to be full of stairs that are made for asses instead of feet. The fine folks over at Laughing Squid have written a handy guide to steps for sitting, and you can rest assured, my ass has been on all of those steps. And probably yours too. Say hi next time.