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Central Park and the Small Aircraft – Part 01

George Washington says… 3

I think I caught a cold.

Achoo, achoo!

Ah, how embarrassing. It’s been a while since I’ve been outside, you see.

Oh, but never mind that. Look over there! A shirtless young man is walking down the street in East Village. Huh? No, really, look! Over there, see?

He’s got a white cloth wrapped around his waist and is walking barefoot.

Who in the world is he?

Now he’s stopping in front of this stall and trying to buy something.

What’s this?

“Thirty meters of hemp rope, please!”

What a strange fellow. What does he plan to do with such a long rope, dressed like that? It’s way too long for hanging oneself, I tell you. Oh, wait, the man’s pulling out a ten-dollar bill… and as change, of all things, I’m the one being handed over.

I tell you, even as a bill, being grabbed by a half-naked man is a rather unpleasant experience. Ugh,