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Sunday, April 17, 2011

Refuge

Many seek their refuge under this bridge. Very few, though, are here in the light of day. One fellow is, and he has been there so much that he's dug holes for his feet. (He sits on the white cardboard to keep his pants cleaner.)

He works in the building adjacent to the bridge. I've occasionally seen him making the trek over. He will have a drink, perhaps Pepsi, and a pack of smokes. Metholated. I suppose he gets a morning and afternoon break.

All I can really report is that he has the introverted road warrior social rebuff down pat, and I doubt he is even aware of it. I, however, give him the space he appears to need because I know exactly how that can feel.


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