I SAW YOU crossing the bridge at Locust Walk over 38th street. You were very slim, in form-fitting clothing: leopard print thermal longsleeve T, skintight black jeans just above the ankle, below-the-ankle black socks (peds), maroon slightly pointy and metallic-ish oxfords. Hornrimmed glasses and a poetic haircut (shaved almost to the skin on the sides, with a short scruff of pomaded curls laid to the side on top).
YOU'RE DOING IT RIGHT!
