Not many pictures because this first one took 1/2 an hour to load.. But I have a story instead.
We walked by what looked like a homeless man outside the midtown tavern. Mom, bless her soul, gave him a couple bucks. He was pretty mangy looking, said he was crippled from work, and was shaking. We didn't think anything of it until we caught the 9pm ferry back home. Right beside us there he was, pecking at his blackberry, wearing a gold ring, and nursing a six pack of blueberry ale on his lap. We still haven't stopped laughing.
Will
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