Our last proper meal on the trip, lunch at Tarantino's on June 10. You can't see him, but outside our window, on the sidewalk below us, is a guy who holds a couple of cut branches from some bush. No telling where he gets them, but the point is, he "hides" behind the greenery and then drops it and "springs" out on unsuspecting passersby. For some unknown reason, some people reward this with "green stuff" in return. Evidently, this guy has done this everyday for 8 years. Yes, 8 years. I kept wondering what would happen if he did that in Shreveport, and where did he get the idea and how long was it before folk realized that they were to pay for this amusement, and at what point do you cease to be a nutcase and become an institution? Oh well, there is hope for my retirement years.
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Picture from: Anthea Brock
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