DRAFT Magazine

You’re a 23-year-old journalism grad student who spent last night pretending to be homeless to ensure that New York City’s census workers were doing their jobs correctly. (In the article, this plan makes sense. Barely.)

Luckily for you, the night was relatively warm as “two pairs of leggings, thermal sweat pants, two wool sweaters, hat, scarf, gloves and an oversize men’s wool coat just about kept the Novemberish chill at bay.” You were counted at 2:30 a.m. and got to return home.

Solid week. NYTimes.com byline and a beer. Kids these days…