CarrollBlog 5.22

Leaving the subway station, I see two men standing nearby. One of them is an old gent with a large bouquet of roses in one hand, digging in his pocket with the other. Finding what he wants, he takes it out and hands it to the other man who I now realize is shabbily dressed. He must have asked the old guy for money. Saying thank you, he touches his forehead in deference. The old man nods and turns away. As he does, he lowers the bouquet to his side. After a few steps, one of the beautiful long ro