I saw this character and his dog crossing 32nd Street this afternoon. He reminded me of one of my parent's nativity scene figurines; the shepherd who carries a lamb draped over his shoulders. I knelt down and snapped a few quick photos of him and his little friend and on the last shutter release, he looked over and smiled at me. I got up smiling and said "take care" as my wife and I made our way down the 7th Avenue.
I didn't realize until I got home, that he and his dog were not alone. I noticed the woman standing next to him and that, like a gentlemen, he had given her his arm. Perhaps he was carrying her blue bag as well? Is it his mother? His girlfriend? A random stranger?
He's just another particle in the construct of this great city, like his shirt says: NEW YORK FUCKIN' CITY!