It's lunch time at McDonald's on Lake and 31st this Halloween day. A bearded middle-aged man wearing his ball cap backwards and a grin on his pasty white face uses one leg to pedal his bicycle across the intersection into the MacDonald's parking lot. His left leg hangs stiff and straight, as he balances two wooden walking canes across the bike's handlebars. A tall, young black man on foot approaches the intersection carrying a toddler in his arms, not cradled, but held out from of his chest like one might carry a log. A black-haired young white woman wearing camouflage jacket and a black skirt and black work boots crosses the intersection towards the Saigon Garage. I notice the large tattoo on her right leg as she turns her head slightly revealing pink bangs. Across the street, a Latina woman waits at the bus stop, her MacDonalds' bag and soft drink rest upon the bench. A candy-apple red Corvette zips out of a side street onto Lake past the mural of the Native Academy where school children gather on the corner.
Posted by Streetwalker at November 1, 2003 10:02 AM