Several feet away, a man wearing a grey hooded sweatshirt and jeans sits on the steps, looking intently at his Apple laptop. He seems oblivious to what’s going on around him.
Others stand about or sit alone on a low stone wall. Most gaze down into their glowing mobile devices.
On the sidewalk, small groups of people stand in groups, quietly talking. The word “visionary” can be heard. There are no tears. There is no music or singing.
A sidewalk cleaner is doing his rounds. He cautiously approaches the flowers, sees the people taking photos of them, and moves away to clean somewhere else.
A group of about five young people approach carrying very large flowers. They’re intercepted by a local TV news reporter who asks if they wouldn’t mind standing behind him holding the flowers while he does his live shot for the 11 o’clock news. They don’t mind.
Before he goes on the air, the reporter talks with someone back at the station: “This turned out not to be as good as we thought.”
A brightly lit pretzel stand sits on the sidewalk by the TV truck. It’s doing a fairly brisk business.
Another TV truck from a national cable network brings down its transmission mast as a technician unplugs the camera, preparing to drive away.