I think I’d shave…
Today I saw a guy walking – shirtless (that’s important) – north along 56th Street.
Because he was shirtless, his hairy shoulders were on display for drivers and pedestrians alike. Why did he do that to the rest of us? It was like an auto accident: you don’t want to look but you can’t turn away…
If I were going to walk along 56th Street – shirtless – I think I’d shave…