Thank you. I Think.

On my morning walk to BART I see the usual suspects. Professionals hurrying to work. Homeless curled in doorways. Panhandlers hustling for a quarter, a dollar, anything you got. He approached me in a wavering unanticipated movement. “Hey!” I kept my eyes lowered and kept walking. “Hey! You! In the green jacket.” Oh. That would be me. You would think 10 years in the city would render me impervious to such beckonings. You would think. I turned and raised my eyebrows to indicate, “Yes? What do you want?” “You! You’re as beautiful as a squash!”

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