Walking to school on a Saturday morning, my wife is holding my hand, we're on the side walk. Half a block away I see an old man "walking funny", grabbing his hips. I notice there's mud falling on the floor, and that's when it hit me ... His hands aren't on his hips. He's holding his pants so they don't fall to the floor, and of course that wasn't mud. We're walking on the sidewalk in a collision course with this shitting old man
... I halfway turn around to block my wife's field of vision, and told her to move to get off the sidewalk and to the street, among the parked cars. She didn't ask why, I never told her why
Just a regular Saturday morning, 10AM, downtown of a populated city, in a third world country
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