I never went to Queens.
in the old days.
Not until 2013
when we got lost
on our way to Kristofer’s photo exhibit
and met these guys.
I was allowed on one of their bikes
Would not ever happen
with their Manhattan colleagues
The once on 3rd street
Now I’ve been twice to the Korean bathFour times to basements in Flushing to eat sublime Chinese
And then recently when I took the F-train to Forest Hills to visit Odella. On the way there, a lady sitting next to me opened a fancy box that contained a huge expensive looking pastry with fresh berries on top. She ate it all by herself with pleasure on a crowded F-train. On the way back to Manhattan a female clown in full costume and makeup got on at the Roosevelt Ave stop. She put on her glasses and then quietly read something on her phone
And all this happened in Queens