Posted on February 5, 2016 by Nikita Stewart in The New York Times The New York Times, By Nikita Stewart Hundreds of homeless young people are in plain sight every day in New York City. They are sitting on the floor at the Port Authority Bus Terminal and charging their phones as if they were college students awaiting a bus home. They are huddled on the sidewalk, hanging out. They sleep on friends’ couches and in strangers’ beds. They stay with “Uncle A.C.E.,” code for the long route of the A train, where they can spend hours unbothered and unnoticed. Mostly, they just blend in, people in their late teens or early 20s, navigating a treacherous path into adulthood.