"Hey, New York!" he called from across the street..
"Yo, Keith.. how ya doin?"
Instead of ansering he turned to his lady (who was walking briskly ahead because he had slowed down) and yelled..
"Hey Baby! This is the guy who took those pictures of me!"
"Hey! Nice to meet you! I love you!"
I smiled and waved back, bid Keith an 'dem adieu and kept walking on.
Months after the camera died, I still get that on occasion.
I think Im serposed to accept it gracefully and do what I do.
Im workin' on it.
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