Passing by a MUNI stop. A man wearing a Greek fisherman's cap, with his arm in a sling, is loudly proclaiming to a middle-aged Asian woman.
"I swear to God. And I'm not under the influence of any medication or anything. I swear. Well, not for the last three days, anyway. Actually, maybe that's the problem. But I swear I just saw the bus drive up, and pull away without even opening its doors."
Your witness, counselor.
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Friday, August 29, 2008
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