Yesterday I received a facebook message from a guy named Ricardo.
Subject: If you're missing your music-playing thing
Body: I found it.
Ricardo came to my house tonight after he finished work and brought me my iPod, which he found on Friday night on the floor of 151 Rivington. Someone either accidentally picked up or stole my coat and the iPod must have fallen out.
Turns out he his also friends with Zain, who I know (and who wasn't there that evening).
This after spending the night in question at my friend Nikki's (who went to college with my high school friend Bethany) birthday party and meeting her friend from school Ty, who showed up with his roommate Blake, who lived basically right next door to me for a year, and who both work with several of the kids I crashed with when I first moved back to New York two years ago.
When did the city/world get so small?
And ps why is my life starting to sound like a Sex and the City episode (minus the sex)?
I love human creatures.
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