Dr. Levine whose fees rival college tuition, and the place my insurance overs. I choose the latter hoping they can tell me without emptying my wallet, why my gum is doing the tango.
I get lost since, it’s a part of town that I’m not all that familiar with, though charming in its brokenness since, it looks the same as when it was filled with immigrants straight from Ellis Island.
I ask 4 men where Rivington Street is.
No one knows.
I ask one guy, “Don’t you live around here?” “Yeah,” he says, smoking a smashed cigar, “my whole life.”
This never fails to mystify me since, I could be a tour guide in my neighborhood…
but I’m digressing.
A woman is hurrying towards me in very high heels. She’s blonde, from what I can see, wearing a trench coat that doesn’t quite fit.
I wave her down.
“Do you know where Rivington Street is?” She whips off her Ray-Bans and coming closer, I see, she’s a he with really bad teeth.
I now feel bad asking since, I’m going to the dentist, but she helps me, sort of, since her directions are a bit theatrical. I was actually waiting for her to break into song...gotta dance…needing to ask her to repeat everything, which she does as if it’s an encore.
My well heeled heart opens thinking, is there anything in my closet that would fit her? I knew not since, she looked like a halfback, and I’m built more like the water boy.
But I wanted to do something for her, so as she turned to leave I call out, “Excuse me, but do you mind telling me what mascara you use? Your lashes are so long. Or is that natural?”
She perks up like a hothouse plant and answers, “Maybelline, still the best…my mother and grandmother both swore by it.”
She grins like a chainsaw, her teeth, the ones she still has, chipped and ragged, while I said, “Thank you so much for the tip.”
“Oh you’re welcome,” she said with a wink. “Us girls, we need to stick together.”
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