Boy, You’re Pretty

Sitting on a bench, smoking a cigarette at a bar in Dumbo.
Some dude walks by and after he’s about 10 feet away from me, finds it extremely necessary to turn around and say “boy, you’re pretty.”

I stand up and step in his direction, arms raised, “Why you gotta say that? Would you say that to your sister?”
He looks shocked, turns and continues walking.

This is kind of what he looked like. Definitely the beanie. A little pudgier though.

So unnecessary.


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