So after having a sushi dinner downtown I decide to bike into Tomkins Square Park to read my software manual printouts instead of staying in my rat filled cave.
It's very nice, not too hot, feet propped up on my folding bike, not too loud 80's music coming from the "movies in the park" set up, and the occasional distraction of hyperactive small dogs chasing each other on the grass.
A man holding 2 shopping bags approaches me, holds one out; its filled with DVDs, and he says "triple x, triple x"
I shake my head no and look back to my manual. He holds out the other one and says "photoshop office autocad final cut"
I heart NY
It's very nice, not too hot, feet propped up on my folding bike, not too loud 80's music coming from the "movies in the park" set up, and the occasional distraction of hyperactive small dogs chasing each other on the grass.
A man holding 2 shopping bags approaches me, holds one out; its filled with DVDs, and he says "triple x, triple x"
I shake my head no and look back to my manual. He holds out the other one and says "photoshop office autocad final cut"
I heart NY
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