Downtown Moments
The question in my most recent post has been answered: An otherwise unassuming man in his 60s cruised into the porno store (on a Hoveround!) this morning on my way to work.
On my way back to my apartment for lunch, a well-dressed man in his 50s was frantically walking about the 6th floor lobby with a package in his hands. He asked me where the 7th floor was; I told him that the building only has six floors. He got into the elevator with me, pushed the the 5th floor button as the elevator started moving, and continued his frantic pacing on the 5th floor after he got out.