During college and for a couple years after, I worked at a Manhattan restaurant as a valet car parker. There is not a lot of valet car parking in Manhattan, but they had it at the Water Club, where we dubbed ourselves “New York’s First Valet Corps,” in no small part because there weren’t many/any other rival valet groups. This was a trend that would continue in my life later when I was in NYC’s “most powerful jug band” and “Brooklyn’s Greatest French rock band.”

Adam shivered slightly against the cool predawn morning air as he glanced over towards the tent perched askew high on the embankment between the overpass and Admiral. Detecting neither lights nor movement, he turned into the ...