What’s That In Your Pocket?

Today I was standing outside Pioneer Place and a sort of skanky looking guy walked out of the mall and I could seem him holding a wad of cash and then stick it in his pocket. About 15 seconds later he comes up to me and holds out his hand which has a couple of coins in it and asks if I can spare 50 cents. I did not feel inclined to share.

Somewhere I have a bunch of notes for items I want to blog but I think it’s at home so it will have to wait until later.

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