sometimes new york is lovely

a very lanky man got on the F train at 4th avenue today. the train was crowded with very tired post-Coney Island kids and moms and dads. the man had a red and yellow striped shirt and blue pants and red high-tops and a red rolling suitcase. slowly he made his way through the aisle and in the center of the car, he pulled out some balloons.

silently, animals were made. there was a cheer every time one was completed. all kids turned around in their seats to watch. everyone in the car was smiling.

the man came back through the car with red hat in hand. at least a third of the people put in money. a pair of guys near me gave him a ten dollar bill right before he exited at carroll street, and then started estimating how much the man received. "he probably makes twenty five bucks every time he does this...he must be making one twenty an hour." "not bad."