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Triptych
The doorman stood about ten feet off the corner of 85th and West End, a few steps from his post. He lit a half-finished cigarette. The blue-grey smoke was like chiffon against his cocoa skin. His baggy pants were navy blue with double-yellow stripes down the sides. Staring at the teetering 1-year-old [...]
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Looking through the mirror
In the mornings after I’ve dropped off the boys at school, as I’m crossing Broadway and 84th – my mind and iPod set to Destination Subway and the downtown #1 train toward work – he’s sitting there on a bench in the median of the avenue, facing south, downtown: A man, sitting within a large [...]
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A sincere smile
I used to see Anthony standing along the wall of the steep pathway leading from the #6 train down to the #7 platform. He was on crutches and was missing his right leg, his pants folded back on that side. Had an old black Bible in one hand and was always fingering a rosary with [...]
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Slimebag
At first, I felt like a real slimebag. A man approached me as I drove up to the curb at Starbucks and asked me to roll down my window. “I’m out of gas. I’m so humiliated to ask, but can you help me with a couple dollars.” I’m sorry, was my reply. I always wonder [...]
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Seeing
Did I tell you that I was homeless for an afternoon? Not really, mind you. It was during my senior year of college and I had a rented room in a house with 13 other undergrad and graduate students, but for a sociology experiment I dressed as a homeless man and went out on to [...]
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