The Key Master of Washington Square
Having spent many an afternoon in the lazy shade of Washington Square Park during my now three years at NYU, I’ve always wondered about the little man (like, midget, but that’s not proper) that walks around the park with a set of keys attached to a wooden block. My boyfriend calls him the Key Master of Washington Square Park. I asked him how he’s so sure of this. Five years of deductive reasoning is the answer. But that can’t be! I argue, Washington Square Park doesn’t have a fence or gate (yet)! Oh you misunderstand me, says my boyfriend, the Key Master is self-appointed. He’s not getting paid to do this.
Now I ask you, do you know the character I speak of and what are your stories/theories about his existence?
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I would actually call his the Squirrel Wrangler. Have you seen him with those squirrels? I bet he can make em dance!
That’s why you’re not allowed to go into the park at night. It’s not drug dealers it’s the Squirrel Wrangeler, or should we call him Charmer?