Monday, August 01, 2011

Bus Report #627

The beautiful part of this afternoon's commute:

A man with a star-shaped tattoo by his eye, sitting in the bus stop at 16th and Mission, playing a maroon accordion.
"I don't make fun of anybody," he said, in answer to a couple of kids who had just accused him of disrespect.
The music seemed mournful, slightly-Tango inflected. Slow.
I tried to catch his eye, to thank him, but his gaze was fixed somewhere across the street.


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