Williamsburg Photo Du Jour: My Kind Of Hero

This hitherto unknown superhero was going about his grim business this afternoon in front of 101 Bedford Avenue. I have no reason as to why his special powers were required  and quite frankly I do not think I want to know. I am simply happy to know the Cesspool Man exists. Why not come up and see us in Greenpoint some time, my new favorite superhero? I can think of a few locations which need your special touch. Now if you do not mind I am off to invent and ignite the “shit signal”. I’ll leave it someone who is musically inclined to drum up a theme song…*

Props/Credits: go out to the Mister for spotting this gem. Ten years of being together has clearly educated him as to what makes the “missus”  happy. HINT: it ain’t flowers. I wonder if there is— dare I say— a Mrs. Cesspool Man or even a Cesspool Woman? Hands off folks: the latter sinecure, if vacant, is MINE.

*However, I have the following to recommend (a little ditty based off of the Candy Man”):

The Cesspool Man can because he mixes it with sludge and makes the world smell good…