Chicken, Egg, Sharpie, Handcuffs

At four o'clock on a recent Friday, Kevin McCullough found himself staring at a line of text on a poster in the Graham Avenue subway station, in Williamsburg. "Prompt: What comes first, the chicken or the egg?" The poster was an ad for the School of Visual Arts. Beneath the prompt was a crude painting--of an oval-shaped chick, or was it an egg with feet and a beak?--that seemed agnostic on the issue. Something of a literalist, he had always disliked the question, believing it unworthy of endless debate.