Snapshot in DC
The last entry was composed in a Borders in downtown DC. While I was writing, a rather scuzzy gentleman took a table a few feet away fro me and proceeded to openly peruse a copy of Penthouse International Pets, holding it up at chest height and at one point seemingly pulling out a centerfold. The elderly couple behind him seemed to be alternately aghast and compelled to look over his shoulder.
As for me, I'm just pondering: was that fellow just a particularly shameless pervert, or was he cunningly trying to sow chaos and subvert social expectations.








Comments
please take down the stress advisory. it's making me cry.
cyrhakcPosted by: bar victim | July 31, 2006 03:54 PM
Your wish is my command.
zyqjbmPosted by: A. Rickey | July 31, 2006 04:13 PM
thank you!
ysaykiPosted by: velma | August 1, 2006 08:01 AM