Saturday, August 28, 2010

places to go, people to see and text to be texted.

I followed her for a block and a half (well actually she passed on me Madison at an athletes speed and then my curiosity was peaked, I wanted to know where she was going in such a hurry) she texted the whole two blocks without ever looking down or up, except to cross the street even then she only glanced as only a true experienced New Yorker could. I loved her. She was busy and important. Her destination... a bistro on 62nd. Who was she meeting....I don't know, I draw the line at stalking, her date was not there yet.

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