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Thursday, May 12, 2005 The human information booth There is something about me that makes people ask me things. It happens to me constantly, everywhere, not just in NYC, not just in the U.S. If I hang out long enough anywhere you can bet somebody is going to ask me for directions or something. So today, at about 11 PM, on Central Park South, on my walk back home from dinner in the Upper West (trying to burn'em calories) I see an old lady looking at a bus post. I pass by. Sure enough, she calls me to read the bus sign to her. Now, don't get me wrong, I cherish the fact that I look so approachable that complete strangers, incluiding lonely old ladies in the middle of the night, feel completely safe talking to me, but sometimes I wish I had more of a dangerous oversexed vibe about me. 12:10 AM
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