A while ago, while parading over the Bridge one morning, I noticed the appearance of what looked to be a deer blind on the roof of the 7th Precinct on Pitt Street (viewable from the South side of the bridge). I thought it was strange, since I had never seen ANY wild game, much less a deer, in lower Manhatttan. But whatever, I figured if our city's finest had found a new liesurely pastime it was not my place to pass judgment.
And then one morning - like a dream - He was there. It was a sunny morning and I was high-tailing to get to work. I had glanced over to see if there were any deer on the trafficway below and I did a double-take at what I saw. There was Lenin, standing there, in the deer blind. Now, granted, he's been encased in wax for a long time now so he was understandably a freakishly pale shade of white. He also had on a pair of cheap, gas station sunglasses. But the likeness was....unmistakeable.
Bear with me now. So, here's what Lenin looked like pre-waxing:
Handsome, I know. Now remember, he's been dead for about 84 years. Add in a pair of these:
And voila! Hence the apparition I saw on the roof of the 7th Precinct!
I walked by the next day and noticed that he was now wearing a very unflattering policeman's cap. I guess maybe too many people were recognizing him. I didn't want him to think it wasn't working so I pretended not to notice him and kept walking. My precious little secret!
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Perhaps they've brought him in to help socialize the banks on Wall Street? If you find out that he's getting a lot of deer from that stand maybe we could organize our own hunting parties next fall. We could be eating venison all day and all night next winter! - KPT
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