New York City isn’t big enough. They say it’s large and all, but they’re just pulling your tired leg. I ran into a boy this morning who recognized me from yesterday’s second diversion from my everyday life. It’s sort of odd. Not super freaky odd, but sort of odd. It threw me off for a second.
Boy:
Did you stop by yesterday to drop off….?
Me (interrupting)
Yes, I did. I am Michele, this is Toby. I will be stopping by again today or tomorrow.
Boy:
I’m _. I wish I could tell you what’s going on, but it’s not really my thing. So I don’t know.
I have no doubt in my mind it’s the hat. The pink hat. Wear a pink hat an people will notice you from one day to the next. Toby just stood there playing with the camera. He has nothing to worry about, I’m not looking to change that. But I might like to make some more money.
First they live in the same building now I’m running into them on the way to work. What’s next?
(Check Out My Code, Part II)


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