Carla agreed to come with me to Socrates Sculpture Park in Long Island City to help paddle the boat back to Greenpoint.
We left the bay and floated out into the East River .
Just around the bend we saw a naked man talking on his cell phone.
No one seemed to see us as we floated quietly with the tide.
We saw a man swimming against the strong tidal current near the Pier. I bet he has been swimming here at Huron Street his whole life. And we also thought he might have been naked.
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