Back in the day, mum and I used to have breakfast every Christmas Eve at a little luncheonette on 86th Street called The Green Tea Room. It's now a GameStop, where they sell video games and whatever.
A few doors down was the Record Factory. I bought many of my first punk cassettes there. Record Factory is now a very orange cell phone store; Cingular, I think?
I'm just sayin, do they know it's Christmastime at all?