Okay, no adverbs for sale, actually, but today I snapped this photo of a lonely, photogenic lollipop waiting for the F train at Bergen Street. And it made me wonder: Are those lollipops—the kind you see in movies and TV—really real? Was this a stunt pop? How did it get there? Who even thought they could finish it? Who left it behind? And why hadn’t the rats consumed it already?
DADWAGON
Ten seconds after you took this picture, an Oompa Loompa came running in to see if he’d left his giant lollipop at the subway.