Friday, May 23, 2014

In transit

Uptown-bound on the 5.

In Harlem, a man in a three piece suit stood grandly aside as I staggered down the sidewalk, and when I switched hands two blocks further, on the corner of Fifth and 127th, a tiny Hispanic woman in sky-high heels stopped and said, You need help with that?

I did, actually, but it would have crushed her.

And I like living in a place where people ask.

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