Overheard In Greenpoint…
(Or: Be A L-Trainer Or Just Act Like One)
Ordinarily I would submit something like the following to Overheard In New York. But given its particularly Greenpoint nature I am publishing it here. Mr. Heather and I overheard this last night while walking to the Black Rabbit.
Young 20-something chick to her clique of nubile comrades on Huron Street at Manhattan Avenue:
If I lived here I’d walk to the L train.
That’s over a mile, honey. Do you think you can do that in heels?
Map Credit: Google