I have taken my young children into the city to visit my sister over the years. What we saw, though no nudity, was appalling. We all got an education in humanity’s depravity. My biggest memory for the World Trade Center was on the sidewalk outside the main doors, when a homeless man just sits right down about 3ft outside the main doors. He took of his show to show half a foot, an unhealthy looking one at that. People averted their eyes and walked wide around them hurrying on their way. My sister and I had to grab four kids and hustle them into the building before he looked up and took offense at one of them staring. Every one of my kids still remembers him. I am pretty sure they amputated more of that foot, either that or the infection killed him. The crazies were everywhere. If you looked at them they would come right at you. Scary.
Crazy azz people.
I did some work in San Fran in the late 90s. That was a freak show on the ride in every morning.