He went to Brooklyn next, not sure why just seemed like she would live there. He thought it was a funny thing he was doing searching for one person in a city of millions. Maybe in
Westcity
you could do that. Plan to accidently meet someone. Like they were only 5 or 6 cafes. Maybe less that people his and Mari's age would go to, but
New York
. There were too many places. One at every corner, even worse, everyone looked like Mari.
He must have stopped at like two or three windows looking at some girl who kind of looked like Mari.
It was cold he thought. Still it was fall, but it was turning into winter, he breathed into his hands. He'd have to stop soon he thought. Maybe before the bridge or after, maybe he just would get to Brooklyn first.
Why didn't he just ask her, like "Oh what area do you live in?" or "Whats a cool place to go, like where do you hang out?" then he would actually have a chance.
He felt the hope drain out of him. He just had to focus, go straight to a cafe, or maybe he needed some pizza. He dreamed of
Georgio's
.
Then he saw a sign, "Giorgio's the original new york slice." It had to be a sign, so he entered shutting the door on the cold.
