Hey, who hasn't sometimes just felt like strolling down the center of Montauk Highway and backing up traffic for half a mile? Sure, you could fly, but hell, sometimes your wings are just tired and you don't feel like it. This was on the Wainscott-East Hampton border. We assume Mr. Swann picked up some lox at the bagel place, and was en route to Town Pond where he went back to his day job of hissing at tourists trying to take his picture.
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