A Story of a Squirrel, a New Yorker and Tourists

While I was in City Hall Park today, a group of tourists from another country spotted a squirrel, and it was like the first squirrel they had ever seen. The squirrel jumped up next to a woman who was reading on the bench next to me, and the woman immediately swatted the squirrel with her newspaper. It squirreled away. The group of tourists reacted in a shocked and sorrowful fashion as they had all just pulled out their cameras and were ready to make the squirrel say "Cheese." A man from their group followed Mr. Squirrel over to the tree where it was shaking and scared. The woman on the bench looked over at me, threw up her hands in that New Yorker shrug sort of way and barked, "They're all horrible! They're destroying my back yard!"
On my walk back home, I saw a different group of tourists excitedly playing with a group of squirrels.