(Cue Brooklyn accent) His shoes are for sale on 9th street, sandwiched between The City and The Brownstones. Just go past the convenience store with the flashing liquor sign. If you hit a loud, boozy pub, that’s Mickie’s and you’ve gone too far. I swear his store is the size of a broom closet but once you’re inside you’ve gotcha running shoes, yah ticky-tack grandma flip-flops and those perfectly fancy shiny stilettos all dolled up with glitter and fake rhinestones. I’ve known the owner for years, an old Chinese guy whose life is atoo-good-to-be-true, feel-good American dream story. The kind of story you learn about in High School History class or that you see in some feel good Oscar flick. He’ll tell yah he came to the city with ten bucks in his pocket not knowin’ a lick of English. Don’t listen to him, you know he had a hundred bucks at least. He’s always good for a laugh and a story. This side of town is full of guys like him, Old Timers with nothing but years on their hands and untold stories waitin’ to spill out of em'. So if yah ever find yourself on 9th look for my pal and buy a new pair of shoes.
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Liu Dao 六岛 |
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Acrylic painting on canvas, teakwood frame |
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Unique |
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Made in island6, Shanghai 2015 |
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106(W)×96(H)×5(D) cm |
