Only In New York

I’m standing at 81st and CPW, waiting to cross the street. A silver SUV pulls up to the light. Inside, a brother sits, also waiting for the light to change.

He is bumpin’ his music and chillin’ with his dog, and lookin’ angry.

What’s so strange about that? you ask.

The dog was a toy poodle, sitting happily in his lap with its head hanging out the window.

The song….Where is the Love. And not the BEP version. The Flack and Hathaway version.

He seemed to be having a moment.

Just thought I’d share.


2 Responses to “Only In New York”

  1. 1 Zantiferous3

    How cuuuuute. The music he was bumping alone, would make me have a mini-non-physical crush on him…the toy poodle in his lap would have put it over the top. Was he cute??? The brother, I mean… not the poodle. =)

  2. 2 callalillies

    FREAK!

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