Two weeks ago, the NY Post focused its attention on the very important scourge of squeegee men, plastering the face of squeegee king Gregg Washington on their cover with the completely hysterical headline, "Squeegee men are back terrorizing NYC streets," because nothing strikes terror into the hearts of NYers more than men carrying Windex. The Post did their darndest to strong-arm cops into arresting the squeegee poster boy (for the 178th time), prompting Washington to declare that he was giving up his trade once and for all. But like the old saying goes: you can take the girl out of Jersey, but you can't take the squeegee out of Midtown.

Washington was spotted back at his old stomping grounds near the entrance of the Lincoln Tunnel around 1 p.m. today. "Yep, despite his proclamation that he was giving up his 'gig'...Washington has brazenly returned to his old haunt on 42nd Street near the corner of 9th Avenue to once again ply his trade," photographer Rich Docherty told us. "Apparently getting busted 178 times for windshield washing and a few nights on Rikers Island weren't much of a deterrent."

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Rich Docherty/NYC Snapped

After being released from jail earlier this week, Washington told AnimalNY he was done with squeegeeing: "No, I can’t," he said, "I just went to jail." The Post delighted in vanquishing Washington, who they referred to as a symbol of the "bad old days" of New York, because squeegeeing is evil but police states and slut-shaming are A-OK. Anyway, as the Sacred Scrolls said, all this has happened before and all this will happen again.