The Walk of Audacity

When there's no shame left in your game

The writer & walk of shame expert in 2006, NYC.

The walk of shame is never pleasant. But you do get used to it. A New York City walk of shame isn't half-bad, save for when you inevitably wake up next to a bike messenger somewhere out in Red Hook, asking yourself why the hell you wore the Chloe slingbacks with the five-inch platform out for a night of doi…