Photo by myself, in Union Square.
A fellow wandered around Union Square the other day, bearing a sign for free massages.
I didn't see a line forming around him and I couldn't figure out the catch?
In my bleary-eyed, non-functional trance-like state, I walked onto the wrong train (the B rather than the Q), which meant a less direct commute than planned, which resulted in me, running several blocks up Park Avenue in uncomfortable sandals, carrying my big bag of drawings.
Meanwhile, the Upper East Side crowd was waking up. They were walking their dogs and talking to their doormen. It was a beautiful Spring-like morning. I wound up being just on time. :-)
8 comments:
c'est une très bonne initiative ;)
Looks a bit like white legs day. Who decide this is the day women can wear their miniskirts again? (The weather forecast?)
Oh my, very short is the rule this summer? The ladies haven't seen much sun yet. We call this "milkbottles".
HA, I think he was trying to pick up girls! :)
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Do you think that guy's motives are pure? Especially with a background full of women . . . Well, it's more creative than "hey, baby, wanna see my etchings."
I hate starting days the way you describe. Glad it ended up OK.
this guy, Roman, is famous
http://www.normalbobsmith.com/amazingstrangers/fartsmeller/
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