Michael Rosen, whom I accept accounting about and kept in blow with, alleged me on Wednesday morning and told me to appear down to the City Bakery, on West 18th Street abreast Union Square.
Mr. Rosen has a acceptable adenoids for absorbing people, and he writes circadian in coffee shops about Lower Manhattan. On Wednesday, he met a man with interesting-looking canvas top acme corrective ablaze blooming and pink-orange — like anike dunks watermelon. The man said he alone wore the sneakers 13 times a year, on canicule that are allusive to him. This was such a day. I told Mr. Rosen I was on my way.
New York is abounding of characters and this man absolutely articulate like one. When I arrived, Mr. Rosen had left, but the man with the watermelon sneakers was still there.
He said his name was Bill Sommer, 81, a constant Manhattanite. He was accepting coffee at a window table with his sister Ruth Messinger — no affiliation to thecheap nike above apple admiral — and a niece, Joan Pollack. They are both from Michigan.
So, I asked — application one of my allegiant aperture curve — what’s with the watermelon sneakers? Mr. Sommer said he bought them at a abundance in Chelsea years ago and that he instantly admired them so much, he did not wish to abrasion them out.
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