This writer looks nervous-if that’s who that is. Maybe this is a good beginning to the story. Maybe there’s usually a line and me and Paul just got lucky that time? I wonder if we should have pushed this interview to later in the day. I’m glad I brought the Allen wrench for the other bike, because he’s kind of tall, and we might need to adjust the seat. I guess he thought it was shorts weather. Jacket by Tod’s vintage shirt and tank, available at the Society Archive. He’s going to wonder why I’m standing out here by the parking lot, waving. Or maybe everybody knows that as soon as you arrive at Blueys, you better get right in that line. So maybe it’s not him? Except now that he’s closer, it’s almost definitely him: craggily handsome face, blond hair shagging down from under the ball cap, really cool plaid shirt.Īnd if it is him, and we’re supposed to have breakfast, should I have been waiting in that long line? Or does he not have to wait in line, because he’s famous? Maybe this is his regular breakfast spot-they know him, and he has a special table-so waiting in line would make me look like an amateur. This could be the start of the article, I’m thinking.īut what’s this? There’s another guy hovering behind him, on another bike. He wears long pants, though the weather is warm. The bike maintains speed even though he’s not pedaling. He’s half standing on the bike, one leg straight, lips pursed to the relative wind, like a kid cruising to the bike racks at school. When you can see his whole body, it turns out he’s riding a bicycle, which was why it looked like he was hovering. There’s a guy hovering over the asphalt, way, way down the street, a head with a ball cap and sunglasses. Jacket by Hermès vintage shirt and tank, available at the Society Archive trousers by Nanamica hat by Gladys Tamez Millinery vintage belt, available at Stock Vintage, NYC.

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