Today, I was not wearing a dress. Today I was walking down Eastern Parkway to a meeting at the main branch of the Brooklyn Public Library at Grand Army Plaza. It was a semi-gorgeous afternoon and my coat was open. My lovely multi-pink scarf (thank you, Sonia!) was fluttering around me, my hair was big and fabulous. I was looking forward to my meeting because I love the library.
And I thought, “Oh, come on.” I mean, after all, I just finished writing about this nonsense. I need new material if I’m going to make it through the rest of this Slice of Life Challenge.
The speaker was behind me. I just kept walking. And he kept on, too.
“I don’t know, but I been told. A big-legged woman ain’t got no soul.”
(In tune, in a really good, deep, raspy voice, too. Maybe he was even doing a little air-guitar accompaniment.) Still, I resisted turning around. I was so close to the Children’s Library entrance . A few more yards and I could duck inside and be done.
“You don’t need no soul, baby. I got enough to share.”
And into the library. Free.
He had enough soul to share. And he sang the exact LZ line I referenced in my last post. That almost made me laugh out loud. It really might be the best bit of street harassment of my whole life. (Or maybe a close second to another street singer from a couple of years ago.) The universe, she likes playing with my head.
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