Vacant and skeletal but a week ago, the Williamsburg Bridge filled up with warm bodies stretching their winter legs and warming themselves in the late afternoon last Saturday, on what will now be officially known as “Thank God It’s Finally Spring Day.”
When I began to cross over around 6:30 pm, Brooklynites and Manhattanites alike were in stroll mode, mostly in small groups or couples, and one posse in particular caught my attention.