Spotted On Humboldt Street: A Cry For Help

It was a windy night on October 7th, and I stupidly left the cushions on my terrace furniture, and awoke to discover that one has made his escape! Have you seen him? I have drawn a likeness below. If you find in it, I can reward you with a cocktail on the terrace on said cushion, or you can just leave it as 480 Humboldt if you are sick of it taking up space on your roof, sidewalk, stoop, or wherever it had managed to end up. I would really appreciate it.

New York Shitty analysis:

1. I cannot shake the feeling the chap who created this flier is seeking something more than merely getting his cushion back.
2. Yes, a man most certainly created this flier.

Miss Heather

P.S.: Further down the street I learned he has a taker!