New York was so right for me; I could watch the mixing of cultures, ideas, races

“Once, I picked up this couple in the cab, at about four or five in the morning. And they were kissing and what not… and then, suddenly, they started fighting. And then, at a red light, the man just got out of the cab. Slammed the door and was gone. Then the woman started crying and crying, blubbering things like, ‘Oh why was I so nasty to him? Will he ever forgive me? What will I do?’ And so, I told her ‘Why don’t you just call him up and explain?’ ‘How can I call him up?’ she replied, ‘I just met him today, at the nightclub! I have no idea who he is! But if you ever get him into the cab again, here

Posted May 3, 2001

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