Our balcony is no longer safe.
The woman whose fire escape looks over our garden keeps plants on the rickety stairwell. She waters those plants in the late afternoon. And, as we recently found out while trying to watch Jon Stewart one sticky evening, she waters those plants topless. This is not a once in a blue moon occurance. She climbs out through the window, waters the plants topless, disappears--perhaps she realized she was wearing too little--and reappears... topless. Inside, out, through the window.
Should I be surprised?
I am simply horrified for the poor children in the gardens below. And annoyed that my nighttime tv is interrupted by a fire escape show.
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2 comments:
Like your dedication to human rights. Hope you can find a job in your field--do you have one? Sounds like you're looking at grad school. NYC was probably a good choice, as out here the emphasis is on the Pacific Rim. About movies--there's plenty of doc festivals in NYC and they always showcase human rights.
Susan
UCLA
Yes, this is the town for human rights work, while one has the energy. Thankfully, I do have a wonderful job involving "rescuing" at-risk academics. What field are you in?
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