Holdover

On a Saturday in the daytime, I took a cruise on a Mark Twain river-boat. Of another Saturday I was sitting on a park bench when some kind of old guy joined me. I decided since he was stranger I would make confession to him, in self-pity along the lines of how screwed-up I was like my inferiority complex concerning how skinny I was. And he replied in-wail, about his lost babies from a divorce who he never saw again. I decided I really didn't have any problems.

Another weekend I decided to do the Juliet's balcony again being quite warm. It was after dark walking under the street lights, and first-thing on my way to central park, some guy I encountered on the street propositioned me crude and rudely. I continued on. A guy in sports car began to follow me pulling up and then speeding off only to return the next block. Finally he pulled into a driveway and blocked my way so I had to walk around him. I was getting close to the park and figured I had to get rid of this guy somehow. I didn't want him knowing where I was going to sleep. I decided to sit on a bench under a streetlight next to the avenue. So he parked and got out of his car and came toward me nonchalantly. I steeled myself for I knew not what would come next. He pretended not to see me and then - "Oh hi there", he says like he just happened upon me. So I had to talk to him and refuse his invitations to his apartment until he gave up and left. Nice guy though.

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