Marie at College St. and Battery Bus Stop

The bus always comes for those who wait.

Old Puerto Rican Saying

Marie, oh Marie. How could I pass up such a lovely woman? Her hat. Her smile. I just glanced over at her as I walked past the bus stop at Battery and College and she engaged me. Yet another woman who agreed to have her picture taken with the proviso that she would not be responsible if the snapshot broke my camera.

“I had a boyfriend who used to take my picture. He was Austrian, a Jew. He survived the Nazis. Someone hid him under the floor boards on a farm. Did you see that movie by the Italian director?”

“Do you mean Quentin Tarantino? I am not sure he has as much Italian as he does Hollywood in him.”

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Lapsed lawyer. Reader. Photographer. Jewish. Strongly attached to loving, caring, wife-Sharon. Working at remaining relevant. Hoping that my body and mind outlive my dreams. Maybe something I blog will make some sense. View all posts by duckshots