February 19, 2009

Standing outside the new Diesel flagship on 54th and Fifth.

There's a more-than-middle aged man who keeps walking by me, back and forth, back and forth. I'm pretending not to see him, but he's wearing cream-and-yellow super-pointy cowboy boots, some psycho-tight acid wash jeans, and he's pretty much bald except for his huuuuuuge tufted combover that's blowing around wildly in the wind.

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