Yesterday on my way to work, I turned the corner at 49th & 8th, and a guy in a bright yellow jacket starts talking to me about how cold it is. He's walking in the same direction. I walk faster, to no avail. It's cold and I don't feel like walking an extra block out of my way. He introduces himself as
Who says New Yorkers aren't friendly? And why are people who talk to random people on the street NEVER cute? I have friends I can hook up!
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