Hmm . . . I Don’t Really Use That Phonebook Much Anymore . . .

A ticker tape parade is not an excuse to clean out your desk, you slob:

The crowd was good-natured and was filled with teenagers, many of whom were in diapers when the Giants last won the Super Bowl, in 1991, although the police did report a dozen or so arrests, mostly for disorderly conduct. The fans were in such a good mood that they even chanted, “Clean those streets,” as sanitation trucks drove up Broadway (with their snowplows down to collect garbage).

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At 11 a.m., as the parade was set to begin, James H. Cooper, the rector of Trinity Church, emerged in a white robe and yellow cape. He climbed a ladder, hoisted a Giants sign and waved incense to bless the crowd.

The bells of the church rang out. Confetti poured from the highest floors, shredded paper that looked like flaming white meteors. Random sheets of paper in different sizes and colors — white, pink, green, lined and unlined, legal, notebook, post-it notes — were mixed in.