Chance Encounter

I know, I know ... not another post about the Mudd Club, but you have to remember, I walk by the place literally every day on my treks to and from work. 

As I was strolling home this evening, meanwhile, I glanced over at 77 White Street, and who should I spy sitting on its storied stoop but the great James Chance himself. He was taking part in what was doubtlessly an awkward interview. I tried to be as unobtrusive as possible, but I could not stop myself from snapping the picture below.