At first glance, you may think Spencer Tunick is in the neighborhood:

 
Especially if you squint pretty hard:

You coyly check out their fine, smooth asses:

 
And two hours later and two hours bolder, their other Ken doll-esque smooth spots:

One of them — the prettiest, tannest girl in the crowd — turns to you as if in recognition:

“Malibu Barbie, is that you?” you ask, wondering if you should mention the chemotherapy.
P.S. In case you’re wondering what this really is, it was a day-long shoot for an anti-smoking commercial, juuust north of 23rd Street where Broadway and Fifth Avenue converge.