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In The Coffeeshop
I recently walked into Three Guys, the terrific coffeehouse opposite the Whitney Museum on Madison (It’s the only coffeehouse so far as I can remember, that made it into the Andy Warhol Diaries).
I was in need. My cellphone had run out of charge and I needed to make a n urgent call.
Did they have a telephone?
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The woman on the cash register apologized, said no.
So it was with some relief that I saw a friend, a much credentialled artperson, walking by.
“Could you do me an enormous favor?” I asked.
I was startled by the look of apprehension that clouded his face.
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He warily asked just what that favor might be?
Then I realized just how I must appear.
A: I am awaiting a pre-implants dental bridge, so was missing teeth.
B: I had been both packing cases and making ink drawings so my fingernails were ragged & black.
C: I needed a shave.
D: The fact that I was wearing a venerable tweed jacket must have added to my theatrical disrepair.
“Can I use your cellphone?” I asked. Adding: ”A local call.”
He handed it over with relief.
So I wasn’t living rough.
And clearly this is no time to be asking for what used to be an ordinary favor.
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