Walking up the street towards Brooklyn Bridge I spied a public phone that had it's head chopped off. Makes me wonder what kind of instrument could cut through a plastic phone with all those fibrous wires within...then I start pondering who carries such a thing on the city streets in the financial district.
I wished desperately I had a camera to capture that and out it up with this post--alas I did not.
I think the title says it all...depends on the mood--my mood!
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1 comment:
"its" head chopped off, not "it's" -- woman -- you are KILLING me with these homonym errors! I usually don't make it such a point to implicate you in this, but this time it's (as in 'it's = it is') a must!
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