Don’t Ask Me

The T-shirt was priced at 10 euros, but I think it should have been free to anyone who knew what it meant. For me, it was almost a must-have.

I asked the sales clerk if she knew what it was supposed to mean and she said she didn’t because her English wasn’t good enough.

Author: Moving with Mitchell

From Brooklyn, New York; to North Massapequa; back to Brooklyn; Brockport, New York; back to Brooklyn... To Boston, Massachusetts, where I met Jerry... To Marina del Rey, California; Washington, DC; New Haven and Guilford, Connecticut; San Diego, San Francisco, Palm Springs, and Santa Barbara, California; Las Vegas, Nevada; Irvine, California; Sevilla, Spain. And Fuengirola, Málaga..

I love your comments.

%d bloggers like this: