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| So, on to the Washington Square Art Festival. Looks like a lot of other street events in NYC, with the exception of the Holiday Markets. The Holiday Markets have more high-end stuff and IT'S COOLER! So, we're ambling along...we're ambling... we're ambling...I pause to absorb this beautiful site: |
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| I glance to my left and, the BFF has disappeared!, Often, this means she has been walking briskly rather than strolling or, Heaven forbid, ambling. But, no, not ahead (her blond head can generally be spotted above the throng)...she is behind! She has been CAPTURED by a very tall attractive Asian man! He is massaging her shoulders and murmuring something as he guides her to...aha! A booth with those kneel-on massage chairs is ahead. Hmmm...how will she extricate herself from this situation, I wonder? Quelle surprise! She has fallen into his trap and is nodding! I have paused in amazement when a short, motherly co-worker takes my hand and urges me to join the BFF. It takes little coaxing (but, did you notice the difference in personnel?), as I leap over bystanders to find a chair. All is going to plan when my new friend, after drumming on my back, shows me a paper towel and says, "You hot! You wet!" Yes, yes I am. She dries my neck with the previously presented paper towel. The rest is but a pleasant memory. Ahhh! Now, on to find refreshment... |
