Yes, It was Naked

I started at Columbus Circle, next to Central Park in Manhattan. I crossed over to Broadway and followed that road as it led to Times Square. In front of me, a woman in a short black dress sped along, and I tried to keep up. I caught up with her at the next street where she stopped for traffic. As she stood there, cars sped close on the cross street.

Pliny’s Cat

“I need to go see someone,” Momma said to me. I looked down at my work clothes. “Be this okay?” “Migone,” she said. “No.” I changed out into a school-worth outfit, got my rucksack, and packed what I needed to survive contingencies. Momma and I caught the bus on Very Good Road and got off on Broadway next to the …