On my way home today, outside the comedy club, the big club on Broadway, there was a guy on a cell phone. Dressed-up guy, but young and fit. Looked at first like he worked there in some capacity.
"Walk over to Seventh and then the next one is Broadway," he said. "Broadway!"
A couple seconds passed. I looked back at him 'cause of the way he was pacing in that doorway there. I wanted to hear the next words outta his mouth.
"Stop talking! Listen! Stop talking! Listen!"
Thursday, May 22, 2008
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