Walk of shame doesn’t only happen in Chelsea, West or East Village, Saturday or Sunday morning.
So our innocent Turkish friend is planning to go to Berlin at the end of this month so he was waiting in front of the German General Counselor on 49th and 1st avenue 8:30am Tuesday morning to apply for a tourist visa.
All of a sudden…..
Guess which BAD player was walking down the street in his outwear from last night, totally hung over, doing his walk of shame from the apt of last night’s trick?
And since the last night’s festivals went pretty late, we have yet to find out whether it was a new player or an existing secret on going fling.
The season is just starting but I already smell lots of drama.
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