1. Once when I was walking around 21st and 5th, I saw a man across the street. He was not a normal man. He was a man dressed in a "Flava-Flav" costume he had made himself. Out of naked, unpainted cardboard. He appeared to be alone. It was not Halloween.
2. Once on a particularly awful NYC evening I was waiting for the L at Union Square. I was severely depressed. Then all the sudden, I saw him. A large clown. He ambled toward me, big shoes and all. My mood went from suicidal, to unshakable fear, and finally to good humor, in about ten seconds flat.
Monday, March 3, 2008
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