When I was waiting for my bus yesterday morning at the stop by my apartment, an elderly, balding man with what remained of his hair grown out very long got off a bus. He was wearing a relatively nice coat and rubber rainboots, and had a bandana tied around his head. The man walked over to the bus stop garbage can and started sifting through it, eventually producing a bag from Jack in the Box. He opened the bag, removed the napkins and wrappers and such, and put them all back in the garbage. He then sat down next to a tree and started sifting through the bark chips that lined the ground around it. The man was picky about his bark chips - they had to be just right, I guess. Every once in a while, he would pick one out, rub it on the sidewalk, and put it in the bag. After he had collected several chips, he rolled up the bag, stood up, and hobbled away. Marin.Tags: adventures
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