Monday, 14 September 2015

Heard on the streets of NY...

Homeless man, sprawled on a stoop in Brooklyn, drinking fuck-knows-what from a paper bag before 8am, talking belligerently to his imaginary wife: “I don’t WANNA change. I LIKE the way I am.”

Me, passing by, well caffeinated, in my mid-to-high-end designer gear; thought bubble: “Geez, if I could only muster even a 10th of that kind of self-esteem…”

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