I was strolling down the boardwalk one day when I noticed that the doors to the Convention Hall were open.  
After a short time inside I encountered a surly young man who told me I was trespassing and had to leave.  I tried
to make nice and told him that I had just wanted to take a few pictures, but he was about to have a thrombo.  He
told me "you can't be in here, Bruce Springsteen is here".  Apparently this was his first encounter with someone
from Jersey who doesn't care about Bruce Springsteen.