I've been unusually busy this past while but managed to get out for a walk yesterday before sunset. I just sat in a park and watched the world go by. A Little League baseball game. A man with a cart and guitar enjoying a cigarette like it was his one true home. Some pretty young girls all made up for the night. Another man walking his delightfully scruffy, smart-looking dog. 
These studies of human life could each have been a short story. I just sat on the park bench like a part-time hobo and watched until it was time to go.
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