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Try New York
FOUND by Tim
in Burlinton, Ontario, Canada
I found this note in the front left pocket of a pair of jeans I was trying on at the Bootlegger in the Burlington Mall. Oddly enough I had just been considering the idea of taking a trip to New York with a friend of mine. I don't know what the # 28 represents though.
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We collect FOUND stuff: love letters, birthday cards, kids' homework,
to-do lists, ticket stubs, poetry on napkins, telephone bills, doodles -
anything that gives a glimpse into someone
else's life. Anything goes...
That's probably the 28th note of ideas this person wrote for themself. Trying to spark some more interest in their own life...
If that isn't a sign, I don't know what is!
I think that was a line from the movie "Waiting for Guffman." From the Parker Posey character, it went something like, "...maybe try New York, you know, hang out, watch TV, meet some guys."
the same thing happend to my aunt.
several years ago she had a lot of problems,everything was bad. and when it went as horrible as it could she found an old postcard with note on its backside: Kate,everything gonna be allright. my aunt's name is Kate. Funny coincidence?
To me thats a huge sign that you should go to New York. I live there, you will love it :)
Uh?? New York... exotic?? Exotic compared to where, Mississippi? I recall when I was a teen... going into stores and leaving notes in jeans pockets for the new owners to find was a bit of a harmless prank, not fate. Of course often they were much more cryptic or rude in nature.
Those who don't believe anything is a coincidence would say you were just playing your part in someone else's fate, Janey...
my guess is that the person specifically did it to give others ideas, not for themselves.
Oh Gladys, geesh that's a good point, and creepy too. Makes me feel a bit guilty about things I did without much thought.
When I think exotic, New York is the first thing that comes to mind.
Wow, kinda kinky.
If I was to write it, it would read like this:
"Taking an Erotic vacation, maybe
try Phallisville
69"
New York is exotic?
Hahaha, the islands are more like it !
Hey! I know that Bootlegger! None of the jeans I ever bought from it had cool notes in them. What the hell.
i was reading post secret the other night, and someone had sent one saying they had written down all their secrets and were going to go shopping and put each one in the pocket of some clothes, for some reason i automatically thought this must have been them.
"i was reading post secret the other night, and someone had sent one saying they had written down all their secrets and were going to go shopping and put each one in the pocket of some clothes, for some reason i automatically thought this must have been them. "
that is exactly what went through my mind. and maybe the 28 because it was their 28th note?
That's cool, and you should go.
Inspected by 28, of course.
(And for those that have to point out that New York isn't exotic...I'm sorry about your funny bone.)
Maybe all the people who are saying New York isn't exotic are saying it because they live there or used to?
To me New York has this kinda romanticised picture in my mind and I would love to go there. Maybe exotic isn't the right word....
"New York 28" sounds like the old postal code, pre-ZIP code (5 digits). That's where "21" comes from...it's the old postal district.
To those who grow up in rural America, NY is as exotic as all get-out.
It's not fate- it in their jeans.
It's like a fortune cookie.
Now York isn't particularly exotic, but it is a killer fuckin' city! Those of you making fun and saying "New York? Exotic? hahaha" can fuck off. The most exotic place you've ever been is probably Europe or Mexico. And those places are NOT exotic. Try going to Krypton.
superman or whatever your dumb handle is, i think you're missing the definition of 'exotic'. unless you're seeing palm trees and the natives that i'm not. anyway i've been to new york, a lot. it's not exotic as much as it's a place you can go if you'd like to take a dump in plain view of the public and not have anyone bat an eye.
Well, it seems to me that 'exotic' is often used to mean 'naked', as in 'exotic dancers'. And correct me if I'm wrong, but I'm sure I've heard NY referred to as 'the naked city'. So then, it IS exotic, isn't it?
My definition of exotic is something that is primal or primitive, still in a somewhat natural state, and often rare or unusual too. Maybe that's not the true definition, but it's what first comes to my mind. While New York is fascinating and fun, and definitely has exotic sites, does not fall under my definition of exotic. If I were the one writing that note, it would have been written in heavy sarcasm. :o)
I'm going to pull an obnoxiously postmodern move and suggest that New York would indeed be exotic to someone who had never been there before. But on the whole, the use of the word "exotic" is problematic... I doubt New Yorkers would appreciate being "Other"ed as such.
Plastic, Exotic is not synonymous with tropical.
Here's what dictionary dot com spit out, def. #3: exotic- of a uniquely new or experimental nature.
Idea number 28 of 101 ways to alter your perception of reality. Go somewhere you've never gone before and see what life is like outside your own mundane existence.
(I like Lola's edict. I'll call it number 32: "change your mind about someone.")
this was obviously a clue in a sexy scavenger hunt,(take the 28 subway to the next clue?) set up by this guy's girlfriend. hope you didn't buy the pants or you completely ruined the whole thing.
there WAS 28 comments before mine. isn't that awesome? we're moving soon, so we will probably put some stuff in a thrift store, i'll have to put notes in some of the pockets. thanks truckloads for the idea, Janey.
My first thought was, of course, "inspected by #28" but then I realized that they were men's jeans and that the previous wearer was trying to write his phone number, and was interrupted by his Mom, checking to see that the pants weren't too tight, so he quickly stuffed the note into his pocket, and never had the chance to finish.