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New York City is the most expensive city in the world. A cocktail costs $24. Rent is $4,000. To breathe the air costs $5.

But I had a theory: The City still belongs to the people.
The Challenge: survive 24 hours in NYC with exactly $0.00 in my pocket. All cards left at home. Apple Pay disabled.
The Rules: 1. I must eat 2 meals. 2. I must be entertained (See art/culture). 3. I must find a bathroom (Hardest part). 4. NO begging. 5. NO sneaking onto the subway (Fare evasion is cheating).

WALLET: EMPTY
> ASSTET_CLASS: POOR
FIG 1.0: THE BROKE TOURIST

> THE TRANSPORT ISSUE

Without a MetroCard ($2.90), NYC is not a city. It is a series of islands separated by vast distances.

10:00 AM Brooklyn Bridge: I walked from Brooklyn to Manhattan. It was crowded with tourists, but the view is world-class. Cost: $0. Calories burned: 300.
12:00 PM Chinatown: I walked to Canal Street. My feet were already hurting. I realized that "Public Transport" is a luxury I took for granted.

> THE FOOD HUNT (The Gallery Hack)

I was starving. I couldn't buy a $1 slice (because they are now $1.50, and I had $0).

Strategy: "The Gallery Opening."
Chelsea is full of art galleries. On Thursday nights (and some afternoons), they have openings. Openings have wine and cheese.

I walked into a stark white gallery on 24th Street. A man in a turtleneck was staring at a painting of a red dot.
I walked to the table in the back.
There it was: Brie. Grapes. Crackers.
I ate 14 crackers. I ate a cluster of grapes. I nodded at the red dot painting and whispered, "Derivative."
The curator smiled at me. I belonged.

> THE BATHROOM CRISIS

In NYC, bathrooms are for "Customers Only." You have to buy a coffee to get the code. This is a human rights violation.

The Hack: Experience teaches you that Hotel Lobbies are public spaces if you have confidence.
I walked into a 5-star hotel near Central Park. I didn't make eye contact with the doorman. I walked straight to the back like I was a guest who paid $900/night.
I used a marble bathroom that smelled like sandalwood and fresh towels.
Confidence is the only currency you really need.

> ENTERTAINMENT: THE SIREN SONG

I ended the night in Times Square. Usually, I hate it. But when you are broke, the neon lights are a free show.
I watched a guy breakdance for 20 minutes.
I watched a tourist get argued with by Elmo.
It was pure chaos. It was theatre. And I had a front row seat.

> FINAL_VERDICT

Miles Walked: 18.4
Money Spent: $0.00
Calories Eaten: ~800 (Cheese and Grapes).

CONCLUSION: The best things in the city (the energy, the views, the people, the art) are free. The expensive stuff is just to keep you comfortable while you experience them. If you are willing to walk until your feet bleed, NYC is yours.