Strange encounters of the 6th degree
Friday, May 13th, 2005
Having breakfast last week, I looked up and saw a middle aged guy wearing a Gogol Bordello t-shirt. Now, I only know of the Gogol Bordello band from reading blogs by New Yorkers like Rick Bruner.
I thought, “wow, a hipster in our biscuit joint.”
I said, “great t-shirt — are you a fan?”
“No, man, I got this in a dumpster over in Raleigh.”