Friday Scribbles, Part II: Begging Blueberri Edition
Whatever this player did to Blueberri, it must've been really, really foul. So foul that poor Blueberri ain't taking his calls, won't answer the door, spits on the flowers he sends to work. So foul that the man decides that the only way he can get her attention is to run down to Manhattan Avenue, trace the steps of her Brooklyn commute along the G Train, and write desperate pleas all along the Greenpoint stop that she'll see first thing in the morning. Not quite apologizing-over-the-Jets-game-JumboTron level, but in fact much, much better.
Blue, you know you shouldn't take him back. He's probably the bathroom-stall confessor who wrote this.
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