Yesterday a different man was seated in his chair. He was smoking and giggling and laughing in the exact same way. The homeless man walked by and glared at him.
Today, on the way to get something for lunch, there were three women walking in front of me.
I overhear one say, I don’t care what we get, as long as it’s not sandwiches. I’m really not in a sandwich mood at all.
I peel off at the next corner. On the way back, food in hand, I see the three quietly seated on a bench. Two are eating Subway sandwiches. The third is smoking.