If I was forced to get inspired, this is what I would write. I would write about my surroundings, which are currently quite noteworthy. I am sitting at the Starbucks by Union Square, looking out the window facing the payphones on 17th. For what seemed like the past half hour, these payphones were being loitered by a bald crazy man. The bald crazy man was wearing a Jagermeister t-shirt with the words “holy sh*t” proudly written across the back. At one point, the bald crazy man approached the window and I immediately thought he was going to panhandle me. My thought was that the glass wasn’t enough of an obstacle to prevent this man from attempting to get some cash from me. Though actually taking it from my hand should have been a slight hassle, considering I have yet to develop an ability to surpass glass. Ah, it’s only a matter of time.
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