cursive buildings

three seconds after these shots, a man tried to peddle off a shopping cart of his old porno tapes to me.
he said i could have them for a good price ‘cuz he needed money. he had ‘colon cancer’, he said… ‘& the flu’.
he was dressed like lee hazelwood & piloted that cart like nobody’s business.
i was jealous of his beard, but i disappointed him by turning down the offer. & laughing.
for a few moments, though, this alleyway was ours.