I checked, the next train wasn’t for an hour and a half. Instead, I turned tail and gave up the ghost. I turned off tracking; enjoyed the final hour of wireless music before the world went dark, and picked way back to Manhattan through thirty miles of staring at Apple Maps, making bad turns and my gummy tire inviting derision from rocketing time trialers jetting their way along comfortably.
Sometime a few hours into my morning when the gray skies seemed blue and the world not quite yet unkind, I stopped in at a Westwood shop to double down on my failing bike tube cargo. The kind Old Salt gave me a once-over and asked, “Where you going?”
“Cold Springs.” I offered. It’s a familiar outing not too far up the Hudson from NYC and something he would have easily recognized.
“You know, that’s North. You’re heading East.”
“Yes,” I said blankly. “Yes, i know.”
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The photo is from the third time I stopped to change the tube on the rear tire. At this point I seriously thought about walking away from the bike. Maybe taking the new rear derailleur, but that’s it. I took it just to the side of the road from me: a nice place; filled with garbage. That should be state motto.[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row]
Among his less savory qualities, he's a poor sport, a sore loser and ill fitted for honest labor. He makes bad friends and worse decisions. Animals avoid him and children despise him. He's been known to drink to excess, carry on with seditious talk and leer at women. He's a coward, a card cheat and a known liar.
Mrs. Call's second grade class said perhaps all that needed to be said about Larsen.In a moment of vindication and possibly clarity, Call would add to Larsen's permanent record that he was a bit of a dreamer and that Larsen was "an excellent student but his grades trailed off in the final semester."True, Larsen was filled with promise and saddled as starry-eyed but one can't help but notice that Call's inability to chisel this raffish diamond-in-rough wasn't also a clerical trick to distance herself from the responsibility of the 'Nurture' debate.She also said he was "prompt".She wasn't wrong.
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