I am having lunch with Goran Đorđević in a cheap restaurant not far from his place in New York’s SoHo. A young woman is sitting a few tables from us. Goran and I cannot but notice when she takes off her shoes and starts putting on her socks. The morning was beautiful, but it got cold when it turned cloudy a short while ago. The woman is lifting her bare feet high up in the air to pull the sock on. She is behaving as though she is dressing in her own place. I comment on this aspect of American behavior in public. Goran chuckles and tells me about a young man in a business suit who had stripped to his underpants in the subway before he put on his jogging outfit, which he pulled out of his knapsack. “Down to his underpants,” Goran chuckles again and shakes his head.