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<\/a>Waiting around to assist someone.<\/p><\/div>\n
Eventually, a nice lady with a yen for peach sangria came by.<\/p>\n
"I recommend Emporio on Mott Street."<\/p><\/div>\n
She needed to go downtown. Luckily, I was there to save her from getting on an uptown train.<\/p>\n
"Take the 6 to Spring Street."<\/p><\/div>\n
It was good to know I made someone’s transportation experience a little better.<\/p>\n
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"Bon voyage!"<\/p><\/div>\n
Okay. Now I must confess that the nice lady was my mother, BarbaraB, not a stranger. And we were not tracing the route to Emporio but figuring out which subway stop was nearest my grandmother’s house in Queens<\/a>. Poetic license!<\/p>\n *A version of this post was originally published by me on the now-defunct Francis blog.<\/em> <\/script><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" I like to help people out, so last weekend I threw on my Francis by Christian Francis Roth subway map dress and went to the subway station in order to help lost travelers. Eventually, a nice lady with a yen for peach sangria came by. She needed to go downtown. Luckily, I was there to…<\/p>\n