i like the second picture...not so much the first. the fact that i even took the second picture means that i mostly liked the hat hanging out of the pocket. and possibly the pocket itself.
and i saw this guy on my way back from work today. i walked to union square. which wasn't the best idea in the cold and rain, but whatever. at least i got to see SLUSHEE GUY:
this guy is every teenage stereotype ever. he was butthead with a heart of gold. it was like 40 degrees out, and snowing/raining all day. he watched people sit down, never trying to grab a seat, and was thoroughly preoccupied with his slurpee. it was cherry flavored. it was red and I COULD SMELL IT. i totally loved him. i have no idea how old he actually was. but he looked about sixteen. he kept looking at his slurpee and then slurping and then scooping the ice out. it looked like he had way more ice than liquid, which always sucks. but he persevered. i really wish i knew what was going on in his head.
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slurpee guy would appear to melt my heart, as it were. good job being a creepy stalker on the subway!
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