How about the guy I saw today, with the royal blue sweater and jeans, and the fuchsia socks. Yeah, fuchsia socks and guess what else? A fuchsia t-shirt peeking out from under the royal blue sweater.
I could post every day about the freaks in Redwood City.
Like the guy with the cheetah bike. It had a tail and everything.
The pole-circler, who walks circles around the light post non-stop as she's waiting for the light to change.
The guy who runs in the short shorts, reminiscent of Jack Tripper.
There's a never-ending stream of weirdos parading past my building. And we get to see them all. Even the midgets and the crippled hobos.
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