A man walks down the street. Later he stops. He sees something sparkling on the gray paved floors of the city. He can not tell whether it is a nickel or a quarter. For the first he would not bother to kneel, for the second, perhaps. He thinks about it for a while and then walks away without bother. Neither one would really make a difference. Neither one would ease his financial shortcomings.
A man walks into a bar. It is only 4:41pm and there are not too many people around. Happy Hour will start at five o’clock sharp. He thinks about it for a while. How will he look just sitting there on the bar for a whole 19 minutes? But then again, what kind of a fool would pay $6 for a beer when they will go on special in a matter of a short time? He walks out of the bar and heads down towards the 9 train station without paying it another thought.
A man meets a woman for their first date. They met online. They both ran into one another in one of those romance forums. They chatted for more than three hours. What did they not talk about? Everything from the presidential elections to the size of her breasts. She claims that they are real but who ever knew these days. At first, he did not want to meet but she reassured him with several pics of herself. She had a great smile.
When she finally walked in he realized that the pictures that she had sent him were as representative as any other lie that a woman can tell. At the late age of thirty one he should have known better than to trust a stranger.
It wasn’t her weight in particular that bothered him. Sure, she was about fifty pounds heavier than she claimed to have been. Somehow she just expected him to ignore that small misrepresentation under the veil of not being shallow. He thought about it for a while.
He bought her a dirty martini and then another and another. Sure he was short hundred bucks but with every drink that he took in, he became more forgiving of her gross physical falsification. He thought about it for a while.
She gave him head on a wooden bench late night in Washington Square Park. Her lips grasped him like the rim of an uncorked bath. He shot it straight in her mouth. While she placed the purple lipstick across her swelled lips she wondered if he would be interested in spending the night.
He had to wake up early for work but promised to call her sometime.
Will you really call? She guardedly inquired.
He thought about it for a while and walked away in silence.
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