COOPERS FISH AND SEAFOOD

Ever since i was a little girl, i have been a freak magnet. Nutbars and Druggies have always been drawn to me. Whether it's the petite old lady in a pink nightdress and one pink slipper my dad found on the roof screaming "Belle! Belle!" when i was about 8, or in my day to day travels these days with fruitcakes just assuming friendship (which i don't mind, to be honest).
I was at a train station in BedStuy, Brooklyn at about half 11 pm one night last week when i made one of my new friends. A very short, very old (i'm tippin 65) black guy approached me. He had cornrows, no teeth, was on crutches, and one of his trouser legs was shorts and the other leg was pants. he mumbled some friendly and enthusiastic ramblings at me for a while about us meeting before (we hadn't) and and something about an autograph, before digging in his backpack and pulling out a book. he gave me the slip of paper i have photographed below before clicking his tongue at me, a toothless grin, and hobbling away. I guess that means i wont have to look for a job when i (hopefully) move to New York sometime next year. Brilliant.