In the fall of 2000, my mother purchased a small black Totes© umbrella for me in San Diego, California. That umbrella accompanied me through the streets of Mexico City, the hills of Pachuca, Hidalgo, the corridors of Brigham Young University, and the avenues of New York City.
In the spring of 2009, a man at the entrance of Argosy Book Store on 59th Street in Manhattan picked up that same black umbrella--now worn and breaking. He looked at it with puzzled eyes. And, mistaking it for his, walked away with it--leaving behind his own small black Totes© umbrella.
2 comments:
"nuevo paraguas" or "paraguas nuevo"?
P.S. The walking route map you posted prior to the most recent one causes my computer to gum up. Has anyone else had the same problem?
Dad
No problem w/ the map. Poor fellow w/ the old umbrella. Have a great week! Heard you had fun w/ the Greenman family.
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