Tuesday, September 24, 2013

Snapshots of Prospect Park

I still can't do yoga after I aggravated my old injury during our trapeze shenanigans, so I ride my bike around the park.

A woman in sunglasses, a baseball cap pulled low on her forehead with her ponytail dangling out the back, runs like a storm trooper in the opposite direction to traffic (we call these people "salmon").

Groups of young Jewish boys walking around the park ask me if I'm Jewish as I streak by on my bike, pedaling like crazy.

The men playing dice in the small box they have set up off the main road have a floating craps game going, I suspect.

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