Gentleman on Staten Island highway
This is not Los Angelo’s. Chasing retro cars with their retro drivers, along the Staten Island Highway, on a spring day is no easy task. He is quiet, like a smoking Buddha. Was it real? I guess it was, as I was screaming “Elena! Shoot!”. She didn’t miss. In the next moment our destinies were split before the Verizon Bridge. He took a higher road, I wish him good luck.