Deirdre Saoirse wrote:
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> For some reason, I'm reminded of the guy who, in the mid-70s, left his
> convertible with the top down and the lights on. On the bumper was the
> sticker "no fat chicks." Until I saw the sticker, I would normally have
> turned his lights off.
This in turn reminds me of a guy who currently lives in my neighborhood.
I was parking on one of those steep San Francisco hills, trying not to
bump the cars behind or in front of me until I realized that the car in
front was a gold Mercedes with the license plate, "Player." At that
point I wasn't terribly careful anymore.
I saw him about a week later getting into his car. He was a walking
stereotype: he looked like Shaft with a cell phone.
This is about one block from Zeitgeist, Deirdre.
-Jill
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