So far tonight I’ve seen a nicely dressed woman blow snot rockets while walking down the street with a friend, a group of guys outside a bar talking about how they need to get rid of a girl’s boyfriend, two rollerbladers with fannypacks and a man in his ice cream uniform, eating ice cream angrily.
A large woman in a skin-tight onesie waiting for the train. Some people talking about needing more beer and vodka and then also talking about the Preditor (from the movie) as though it were a real thing. That they were fighting. And had a chance to defeat.