“He told me that I should meet him on 53rd and we would drive to the Island to see the Belmont Stakes. He told me to buy a hat, like those ones they were at the Kentucky Derby, all fancy and stuff. He told me that it was going to be a historical day – that we were going to see the first Triple Crown winner in decades. He told me a lot of things. He told me that he thought I was beautiful. He told me that I should meet him on 53rd Street with a hat in my hand. It was all lies.”
I’m SO glad you’re doing these. They’re fantastic, Neil.
I think this is my favorite so far. I love the story as much as the picture. ♥
Great. Now I have a dumb Chris’s de Burgh song in my head.
I love these little vignettes. It reminds me of the stories I make up while people-watching.