"I had an encounter with a woman in Dutchess County, NY. One night we drove over to Catskill to the rundown bowling alley, Hoebowl. She gave me a few dollar bills and told me, like a child, to go buy some dragon temporary tattoos from the vending machine at the other end of the alley. While I was gone she texted the 50-something she was involved with, the one I called Mr. Metallic Pumpkin."
"We went to the bathroom and held damp paper towels on our arms to set the tattoos. I was taking photos of our arms and my cell phone started playing the last song I had paused on shuffle. She heard the music and smiled and asked, coyly, if I was trying to set the mood. Not with Coldplay, I said. I left Upstate a few days later."