near the waterfront

In Greenpoint, inside a fenced lot, a weathered man in a stained jacket sat on an overturned milkcrate. His hands kept pace with his voice as he talked intently, in Polish, to a single mesermized pigeon.

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2 Responses to “near the waterfront”


  1. 1 Fred Scharmen May 21, 2008 at 11:00 pm

    This is a really good one.

  2. 2 Kio May 22, 2008 at 3:15 pm

    Thanks, Fred. I was following your directions when I came across him.


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