Why the hell not?
So I see this stenciled art that says, “Why don’t you dance?” And I think why not? Why the hell not? Just then this group of three empty-nesters from suburbia — me, actually (or almost) — walk by, and one woman says to the others, “It’s just not practical, these condos. They just don’t fit our life, our family.” And I think, why the hell not? Why the hell not?