Chocolate, Chairs, and a NYC Homeless Man

I was walking down a crowded street in New York during my lunch break. Like many days I would stop at the Duane Reade on 6^th Avenue to get a snack. On this particular day I decided on a candy bar. So excited to devour it, I opened the package to start digging in before I even got back to work.

All of a sudden a voice came up beside me..”

“You know they have rehab for chocolate addictions?” The sound was that of a raspy old man with only a few teeth left to spare. I could picture him speaking to me hunched over with only one eye open. Before I had the chance to look, I blurted out;

“Oh really, where?”

Then I turned. He was a short stodgy homeless man with crazy gray hair. His cheeks were blistered and red from the cold and his winter coat was covered in dirt.

Mario Bellini Bambole Sofa

“Why the fat farm!  Where else?”

I couldn’t help but chuckle.

Urban Farmhouse

Chandelier: School House Electric; Bookshelf, Side Chair & Coffee Table: Organic Modernism; Art Print: Urban Outfitters; 

Pillow: H&M Home; EAT Sign & Pig Tile: The Steel Fork

He accompanied me across the street. After refusing his invitation to the dollar pizza stand I ducked into a store I knew that he wouldn’t enter to get away. I stood near the window and waited until he was out of sight. As I watched the people go by I thought to myself; Only in New York City….

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