"Shit" being the most telling word in your last sentence. Let's hope this is the beginning of the end...

A brief "whoop!" was heard to emanate from the dingy hallways at 1211 Ave. of the Americas and 450 West 33rd Street.

...and from Renzo Piano's glass-shedding masterpiece on 8th Avenue.

Failed to mention Jon Auerbach was former Metro Editor of the Post -- or biz editor at the Post. Or both. I forget.

You mean that if you make a product and GIVE IT AWAY AT NO COST you can't sustain a business? Damn it - I guess I better revise my plan for building a chain of "take as much as you want - it's free" gas stations.

Hey, Metro and AM-whatever-it-is have revived the art of the newsie. Where else do you hear people screaming "get your Metro?!"

(does anyone know how to sequence questions marks and exclamation points?)

They have a staff?

@Seanibus:

You cannot be serious. Ad dollars = revenue.

@Michael Jahn:

It ususally goes:

METRO GUY
Get your Metro here!

AM-NY GAL
A-M New Yorrrrrrk hot off the presses!

METRO GUY
Don't listen to that shite! Get a real paper - Metro! Right here!

AM-NY GAL
Metro guy just got out of prison. How do you know where's his hands've been? Get your A-M New Yorrrrrrrk from an STD-free, non-felonious source!

METRO GUY
You know her? She's the one who slept with your husbad last night! And gave your cat gonorrhea! And threw the first punch that caused that civil strife in Kenya! Get your Metro right here!

AM-NY GAL
Dayum!

ANNOUNCER
Et cetera.

@In Other News...: I am never serious.

Sad thing is, once in a while the hawkers will smile and say good morning and it'll be the nicest part of your day.

i really don't understand why they need more than 27 people to repurpose wire stories and crop bad celebrity photos.