Plants: our friends? Our enemies? Uncaring monsters who are only interested in screwing everything in sight? Oh wow definitely the latter. Wave Hill (a "public" garden, which means "only eight bucks!") is the pervertedest, sexiest, pollen-iest place in New York City (249th St., hello!). Up there, overlooking the Hudson, you can watch the foreign flora, from near and from really far, basically get on top of the other flora and hump it until it bleeds sap. All over. Actually very sexy and fun to be around! READ MORE