January 18, 2019
There’s a tricycle driver in our neighborhood who calls me “Idol.” Nice guy, polite. He looks like a young Soliman Cruz. He disappeared for a few months last year. I noticed because no one was saying Hi to me anymore from the trike terminal. Until I saw him near Boni Avenue at another trike line. He lost weight. We engaged in small talk and I forget now, but I didn’t have a chance to ask him why he isn’t at our street anymore. Anyway! This month I saw him “at home” again. He’s still a nice guy. He looks healthier.