Man Resting On Tires, NYC
by Jerry Ratch
A man asleep on a stack of tires in front of a tire shop on 10th Aveune, NYC.
A store that's “open 25 hrs,” where apparently time is being manufactured.
The unknown new element, the 25th hour, even though the other 24 may have been shortened somewhat to come up with it.
The Clinton Gourmet Market next to the Queen of Sheba Ethiopian Restaurant. (Hard to write this stuff with the bus jerking around. The driver's in such a hurry, honking the horn at everybody — Get out of the damned way, I'm a bus!)
A young woman in shorts and sunglasses, who puts her sunglasses on the top of her head in order to study a little girl sitting on her father's lap.
“I want to get me one of those,” she's says, smiling. Dark eyes, her dark hair wet and hanging, fresh from a swim somewhere on the Upper West Side.
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"“I want to get me one of those,”"
Well that about sums it up right there.
(ah... the 25th hour--what should be everyone's intended target)
I recall an all night diner with an Open 25 Hours sign, that should have been shrunk down to about half that by the health dept.
Tell me more about the young woman in shorts and sunglasses. Wonderful urban snapshot.
This is wonderful. Great work her, Jerry. I love it. As Jack said, a great urban snapshot.
Great snapshot, perfect title, as of a painting.
Thanks, Kathy. Thank you Meg, Jack, Bill, Matt, and Con. Thank you all!