a friend of a friend must be up to his usual fibs. he said he was in the same subway car when the r&b singer tyrese did some busking recently to promote his latest album. he claimed hardly anyone knew who the singer-turned-action-star was.
this might not have happened, either, but this is how i want to remember it: on my first trip out of the old country, i backpacked to some european countries not hostile to the idea of giving an unemployed filipino kid a visitor’s visa. in some little fairy tale german town—hannau, i couldn’t be certain now—i went inside a small civic museum of some sort to flee the cold. no other visitor was there. and in one of the period rooms, a piano played tepidly by itself.