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Life in the city.
Today I saw some sort of cowboy walking around the Upper West side. Light beard, big black hat, denim jacket over layers of plaid and flannel, blue jeans, boots with spurs that I could hear jangle from across the street. Some kind of large bolo tie slung over his shoulder.
A car was driving down the street as he was crossing, and he twirled his hand in the air to indicate it should move along with a grace in his wrist. It was an astonishing thing to behold.
It wasn't far from where I saw a man walking around in full leather daddy getup a while ago, boots and hat and assless chaps, and it's nice to think there's something going on around here I just don't know about yet.
A car was driving down the street as he was crossing, and he twirled his hand in the air to indicate it should move along with a grace in his wrist. It was an astonishing thing to behold.
It wasn't far from where I saw a man walking around in full leather daddy getup a while ago, boots and hat and assless chaps, and it's nice to think there's something going on around here I just don't know about yet.
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