it was midday when my phone rang.
me: "hello?"
boy: "does 425 W. 14th street make you happy?"
me: "in new york?"
boy: "yeah, new york. i thought you would recognize the address straight away. i thought it would have been a mecca for you while you were living there..."
me: "a mecca? is it a restaurant?"
boy: "no, not a restaurant." *pause* "its the la perla store in the village."
me: "ooooohhh. i always went to the store on the upper east side... what are you doing right now anyway."
boy: "right now i'm teaching high school. shaping the young minds that will shape the future... i have to go before they start throwing things."
ah, man, that boy of mine, he does have my heart...
me: "hello?"
boy: "does 425 W. 14th street make you happy?"
me: "in new york?"
boy: "yeah, new york. i thought you would recognize the address straight away. i thought it would have been a mecca for you while you were living there..."
me: "a mecca? is it a restaurant?"
boy: "no, not a restaurant." *pause* "its the la perla store in the village."
me: "ooooohhh. i always went to the store on the upper east side... what are you doing right now anyway."
boy: "right now i'm teaching high school. shaping the young minds that will shape the future... i have to go before they start throwing things."
ah, man, that boy of mine, he does have my heart...
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did you get my email about smelling like hilary duff? not a great smell.
i love you.