"Where you been?" He asks when he sees me.
"I don't live in New York anymore. Oscar, right?"
He smiles and nods.
"I'm just visiting and taking photos of the neighborhood for my friend Charlie. Remember him? He used to come in here with me. He lives in Australia."
"So everyone somewhere else. Where you live now?"
It's easier than trying to explain what I've been doing for the last year and a half.
I grab a bag of soy chips and say goodbye, "See you next time, Oscar."