what else you gonna do.
saw a dude. saw another dude.
saw a dude on a bike, lots of junk in his baskets. smelled of cigarrets.
he said what, then said who? he was talking to a parked car.
mike? oh hey mike.
then he turned to a woman with short hair on the other side of the street.
rebecca! he yelled. you’re so stupid!
and i walked past rebecca, who was still unsure. mike?
but she crossed the street anyway.
i guess the dude was right about her.