1. At a bodega in Williamsburg, I tucked myself by the chips, waiting for my chopped cheese. A group of teenage boys piled in. A man with a bull dog. A jogger on their phone. A hot guy in a leather jacket who was blonde and had your nose. He went straight to the counter and smiled at me while he bought cigarettes. Made sure to nod when he passed by to leave.
Shared Spaces
Shared Spaces
Shared Spaces
1. At a bodega in Williamsburg, I tucked myself by the chips, waiting for my chopped cheese. A group of teenage boys piled in. A man with a bull dog. A jogger on their phone. A hot guy in a leather jacket who was blonde and had your nose. He went straight to the counter and smiled at me while he bought cigarettes. Made sure to nod when he passed by to leave.