Something different but also how the world should work: I'm standing at the main station at 1am and there's drunkards everywhere, and a guy walks up to me from behind and goes "Excuse me. Those are some really cool pants"
And off he goes.
I was on vacation in Boston and I was wearing these purple and laser green jordan shorts... had this drunk chick come up and chat me up for a good 10 min because of my shorts.... not gonna lie, it felt good. That was one of something like 8 nice comments I got about my outfits while I was there... I know I have a good understanding of color palettes, but I'm not gonna lie... it was dope to feel it recognized. I was only there for 3 days and had tendinitis in my left foot from walking around DC in my sandals for 4 days before... so I wasn't outside for very long. Boston people, downtown at least, seem to be polite as fuck. I still hate the Patriots and they can stay the fuck out of the Superbowl.
Good people though.
And off he goes.
Good people though.