I DO NOT HAVE
THOSE TOMATOES
The Russian guy insists on running his
fruit-stand. 81st Street, near Broadway.
Not that he's unique by this, in any way.
I think that every immigrant eventually
tries this. They all speak strangely, and
about strange things. 'I didn't hear him,
for the car window was elevated.'
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One time, he asked someone about
the trip that person had just taken,
sleeper-Amtrak, to somewhere. In
answer, the guy said, 'Miserable!
It was a mess. The trip took 26
hours, fucking unbelievable.'
The Russian guy said, This girl,
'Unbelievable,' she sounds very
majestic. Can I someday meet
her as well?'
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