23 June 2009

Shingle

Out for a near-drizzly walk around Faneuil Hall this afternoon, I found myself approaching the cadet office of the famed bar:



So, I stepped in, tapped a somewhat-surprised visitor to Boston on the shoulder, and discreetly asked, Now, in fact: does anyone here know your name?

We shared a laugh. (I didnt tell him my name.)

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