This week I was on a bus headed somewhere, when a teenage boy sat next to me. This young chap seemed to go for the tough look. Lots of black, greasy hair, no smiles, I dunno what else. I was reading my book, minding my own business when I heard a familiar song blarring from his headphones. What's that? Could it be? YES.
Lady in Red.
But not just any Lady in Red. The Spanglish version. No freaking way. Where can I get my copy?!
Got off the metro at Ft. Totten the other day and saw a guy with a WB shirt on, you know, with the logo from the television station company. It said "See a Cop? Warn a Brother." I laughed.
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