Walking home from the farmer’s market
I saw Len again a homeless man who sits
on a bench on 76th and Columbus. “I’m hungry
today,” said Len. He says this every day.
“What are my options today?”
I open my bags for Len. “Not much of a selection,”
he says. “I guess I’ll take the ruggelech.”
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Len has good taste and knows who to ask!
He told me today they were Pretty Good. Not Great. xxx