Every morning for months on my commute I see a woman walking on killingsworth barefoot. Sometimes right by greeley, sometimes by PCC, sometimes she’s even made the turn south on MLK. Pulling a red wagon, with a rain cover. Like clockwork. Except one day last week she had shoes on and that really threw me. It wasn’t particularly cold. I don’t get it.
Barefoot in the morning
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