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I Floop the Pig
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Forgot to relate the most bizarre occurrence of the entire trip. On Tuesday we went to the Met where we had lunch on the rooftop cafe/sculpture garden. There I spotted a dude who was a dead ringer for Ned "Kingsley Zissou" Plimpton. Bright orange beanie, light blue shirt, looked kinda like Owen Wilson (or at least enough so in that outfit). But that's not the bizarre part. Flash forward to Friday, attempting to drive through Manhattan, somewhere near Canal and Centre street, I notice a six foot tall bicycle (not one of those old-timey ones with the one big wheel, just a modern bike modified to be really tall) pull into the oncoming left turn lane. I look up at the rider...and see a bright orange beanie and an Owen-Wilson-like face! ![]() On a side note, what the hell are you supposed to do on one of those crazy things if you have to stop?
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