there, so I get back onto Broadway near East 4th Street
past the building where Tower Records used to be. One morning,
in 1988, I saw Keith Richards getting out of a cab
at dawn in front of that building. I was coming back from the gym
and I was still blissfully hung-over from the night before.
I remember thinking I would invite Keith up to my apartment
on East 6th Street to wake my brother up,
who was living with me at the time.
I really thought I could make
that happen right then and there. But Keith
was gone in a flash -- from limo
to building entrance. He appeared and disappeared
so quickly that I thought I'd imagined it, but I
did, in fact, see Keith Richards on East 4th Street
on a bright blue morning in 1988.