Finishing up brunch with Roberta and Emma at the Miracle Bar and Grill I turned to see another New Yorker sitting across the room finishing up the bottle of water she was nursing. Looking like another person trying to get through a sleepy, overcast Sunday - I probably wouldn’t have noticed her if not for the telltale bobs (I don’t even know if that’s the right terminology) and the rather unusual, very ‘icelandic’ garb she was clad in.
No comments:
Post a Comment