One of the best things about NYC is the shopping! Sure you have the museums and the historical scene dating back to our country's infancy, but lets face it, every store, every designer EVER is there!! Unfortunately, a big part of NYC's culture is slowly dying; the ability to buy designer bags on the black market at discount prices. Tragic really.
We're walking down Time Square some time that evening. We get to a stretch of about 30 feet full of 'entraprenuers' with all of their merchandise sprawled out on the ground. At first I was confused, because I thought they could get arrested for this. Well, as usual, I was right. As Brent, Aaron and I were browsing suddenly we see the NYPD Blue Gang roll up on the sidewalk. By the time I turned around to look back at the salesmen, they were gone. Vanished. I didn't see a one of them. Brent loves to describe the facial expression of one of them--'complete terror; like someone had a gun to his head.' Aaron and I casually (but quickly) separated ourselves from the scene. Brent, however, was brave. The cop walks up to the bags scattered around and announces, arguably the 4th most wonderful words I've ever heard (be sure to insert a NY accent), "Looks like we've got ourselves some free bags!" Pandemonium! I look back and there's Brent, in a sea of black women snatchin' up designer handbags/duffles!! I was SO proud. And grateful.
I wish I had footage of Brent in motion. So priceless. He did his bend and lean pose (wide stance, bend at the knees and move at the waist back and forth, hands extended in opposite directions). In the end, we were up one Gucci duffle and Prada bag! One lady pleaded, "why you gotta take two?" What are there rules in this?! Step off!
We're walking down Time Square some time that evening. We get to a stretch of about 30 feet full of 'entraprenuers' with all of their merchandise sprawled out on the ground. At first I was confused, because I thought they could get arrested for this. Well, as usual, I was right. As Brent, Aaron and I were browsing suddenly we see the NYPD Blue Gang roll up on the sidewalk. By the time I turned around to look back at the salesmen, they were gone. Vanished. I didn't see a one of them. Brent loves to describe the facial expression of one of them--'complete terror; like someone had a gun to his head.' Aaron and I casually (but quickly) separated ourselves from the scene. Brent, however, was brave. The cop walks up to the bags scattered around and announces, arguably the 4th most wonderful words I've ever heard (be sure to insert a NY accent), "Looks like we've got ourselves some free bags!" Pandemonium! I look back and there's Brent, in a sea of black women snatchin' up designer handbags/duffles!! I was SO proud. And grateful.
I wish I had footage of Brent in motion. So priceless. He did his bend and lean pose (wide stance, bend at the knees and move at the waist back and forth, hands extended in opposite directions). In the end, we were up one Gucci duffle and Prada bag! One lady pleaded, "why you gotta take two?" What are there rules in this?! Step off!
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