9th Street Starbucks mini story
I’m sitting in the 9th Street Starbucks having my coffee & parfait, like I always do during my break, while reading a script. A guy sees me, comes up to me & goes: Man:You know, I think it’s very refreshing that you’d just be sitting here having coffee & reading a script as if you’re just like anybody else. Me:….I’m not really sure what you mean,...
He shows me he knows me Every inch of my tar black soul He doesn’t mind I have a flat broke down life In fact he says that’s what he might like about me Admires me The way I roll like a rolling stone
If anyone found a blackberry charger on the street in downtown NYC the night of St.Patrick’s Day, I’d appreciate getting it back…….as well as my money & cigarettes, but I’ve given up on getting either of those back. Thanks.
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