On my way to lunch I am offered a little taste of croissant by chilly but cheerful girls.
The seamstress in the dry cleaners busies herself with mending. Look how many colored threads she has. The delivery man is bringing someone else lunch.
A new snack bar on 23rd Street near 5th Avenue reminds me of when I worked at Tunstall's Distinctive Gifts in LA. We had a gum ball machine and whole cardboard boxes full of gum balls in the back and I was allowed to eat as many as I wanted.
Now I prefer soothing monochrome.(Le Pain Quotidien. 19th Street and Broadway.
The models maintain their snooty composure in the face of brown paper and markdowns.
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