Pick up

         I finished my drink quickly and left the bar. I didn't feel like drinking anymore. I crossed the street and waited for my cable car. In a few minutes it dragged up the hill, slowed down at the corner and i jumped on. I gave the conductor my fare and went inside where it was warmer. Usually i sat in the outside section where i could smoke, but i was cold that night, my entire body was chilled.

Pick Up
Charles Willeford
1961

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Joes Bar, Greenwich Village
Berenice Abbott
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