Live it Loud
It's 10.30 pm on a spring time evening and we're strolling along Broadway in search of a shoppers drug mart. I'm charged and excitable, my usual self. In the midst of my heady excitement I notice a group of boys in front of us, examining a flower bed of black tulips. You heard me - black tulips. Deep, dark and elegant buds swaying in the summer breeze. I go running over, "OOOOHHH!!! Black tulips! WOW!!! I've never seen black tulips."
Disgruntled, one of the boys looks up and with a hint of uncertainty asks, "are you mocking me?!"
I told him not to be so sensitive.
It's 10.30 pm on a spring time evening and we're strolling along Broadway in search of a shoppers drug mart. I'm charged and excitable, my usual self. In the midst of my heady excitement I notice a group of boys in front of us, examining a flower bed of black tulips. You heard me - black tulips. Deep, dark and elegant buds swaying in the summer breeze. I go running over, "OOOOHHH!!! Black tulips! WOW!!! I've never seen black tulips."
Disgruntled, one of the boys looks up and with a hint of uncertainty asks, "are you mocking me?!"
I told him not to be so sensitive.
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