On the subway by Zuccotti Park
I noticed her yesterday jammed among lines/signs/police I tried to avoid–tall, peaked cap, plastic calf brace.
Having trouble at turnstile today, I swiped for her, said awkward/friendly, “better watch out for that leg.”
Fumbling bills one-handed to repay, “no, stroke accident.”
About 28?
I fumbled now, “Don’t worry about it.”
The above is my offering for Friday Flash 55. Tell it to the G-man.
Below are some photos I took yesterday of Zuccotti Park. As followers of this blog know, I live in downtown Manhattan and so go by the park every day. Yesterday, I was mainly impressed by the cheek by jowl aspect of the protestors and the police, who seemed remarkably at ease with each other, despite obvious irritation. The police are tired of standing around there; the protesters are mad (and kind of confused. Many have always seemed pretty confused. But now, there’s a palpable sense of not knowing where to be/what comes next.) Please note that I am just posting the photos for information; I am not advocating the views in the signs.



















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